Friends With Benefits (BoyxBoy)

Ch.10 Trauma

For the past week I went to visit my sister at the hospital after school until it was midnight

The teachers understood what was going on and gave me opportunities to do my homework in class so I'd have more time to spend with Jasmin

It felt horrible sitting beside that hospital bed for hours waiting for her to wake up from the coma she was in

She had always helped me through everything. I can't lose her

She is the reason I'm the way I am today

Her and my mom single handedly helped me recover after months of sexual abuse

*Flash Back* (Warning! It will be graphic and sad. It was really hard writing this without crying a little)

I was six years old

My mom was at work and my sister was busy at ballet practice

It was just me and my father at home

I was up in my room playing with my Lego's trying to build a transformer when my father knocked at my door

"Hey son. What are you doing?" he asked

"Playing with my Lego's"

"I'm about to do some big boy stuff. Do you want to help?"

"Yeah!" I loved to help people especially my father. We used to always hang out and I actually used to enjoy his presence

He locked me door

"Take off you clothes son"

"Why daddy?"

"Because it makes it more fun"

"Okay!" I smiled thinking that what we were going to do was going to be fun. That I won't be dramatized by it

I took off my clothes and so did my father

*If you want to skip this part I'll leave </3 as the signal that it's over (>人<)*

"Daddy why is your peepee  sticking out" I didn't know what it meant when someone's you know was hard. If only I could have been blissfully oblivious to knowing this until a proper age to learn about it

"It means it hurts and you can make it better. Just let me show you" In my mind then I thought I was being a doctor healing my father from this dangerous disease

"Sure. I'd love to help. What do you want me to do"

"Just let me stick my peepee in you for a little while"

"Stick it where?"

"In your bum"

"But my bum is dirty"

"It's okay. I need to put it in there or my peepee will still hurt"

"Okay daddy if it makes you feel better"

My father was brutal. He put on a pretend 'It's going to be okay" act and then he rams into me

He didn't use protection. He didn't try to take it slow at first. He just fucked my body painfully and I cried and cried the whole time

You couldn't imagine how much pain that was. Being six years and fucked to shreds by your own father that you thought loved you

He did this to me repeatedly until he was satisfied

<3 It's over

After he threaten to kill me if I told anyone he did this. I was frighten for my life

This went on for two painful years

One day my mom came home from work early and saw my father doing this to me

She yelled at him to get of the house and told him to never come back again

I never heard from him or saw him since that day

After that I was afraid to talk or be alone with anyone older than me especially if the person was a man

I had a therapist but that didn't work out

I stopped talking to my friends and soon everyone

I only talked to my sister and my mom and I barely did that

I later stopped eating much and lost weight and became drastically underweight that was healthy for a nine year old and had malnutrition

My sister slowly helped me by hanging out with me more and more often even when it meant ditching her friends is occasionally

My mom would encourage me to eat more and sneakily get me to eat more snacks. She didn't even mind if it was junk food I wanted to eat as long as I was eating something

I slowly started becoming the person I used to be before the incident

Then I met Ben in middle school and I had recovered

*End of flash back*

I'm still not fully better. I always flinch when someone would pat me on the back or sneak up on me

I always tell people I never met my father and that he left when I was born when they ask about him

I feel too emotional right now

I'm going to call my mom to come and pick me up

"Mom I need you to... Oh my Gosh"

"What happened?!" my mom asked

"She just opened her eyes! I think she's out of the comma!"

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I didn't like writing the rape screen. I felt sad the whole time because I had to imagine the whole thing and then type it

I know this was a sad chappie but still comment so I know whatcha all think

~Love T