ATTENTION: I have an announcement! READ MY OTHER STORY, "Mistakes"!!!! ~~~~~<><><>~~~<><><>~~~~~ "Where are you hiding, pretty lady?" Tyler teased. "I guess she's not here!" He mocked with sarcasm. My heart beated faster and harder with every second. I prayed that he would just leave me alone, but that prayer wasn't answered. When the shower curtain was ripped open, my heart almost stopped. Fear overflowed my body, causing it to start shaking fervently. I watched Tyler smile in horror. Just thinking about what was going to happened made me want to die. He joined me in the bathtub. I squirmed and kicked as if it was the end of the world, but it was no use. Tyler was a well built muscular man and I was no match. He tore my shirt off along with my bra. I knew there was no way I would win this fight, so I gave up. Hot tears seared down my cheekbones as he slid down my pants and greedily forced his rough lips onto mine. Who knew a grimy man more than twice my age would give me my first kiss let alone take away my virginity? Tyler continued downwards with his kisses, moving on to my neck, then at my collarbone. With the slight hope of him giving up, I began to squirm once again, but it only worsened the situation. "STOP MOVING, YOU LITTLE BITCH. Remember that I can do more than just do you. You like this, I can tell. Even if you don't, pretend you do, or you'll be sorry," Tyler hissed. As he said this, he gave me a stinging slap accross my left cheek. There was nothing else I could do. No one would help me. No one would find me in time. Because of the circumstances, I moaned for him. I acted for him. I acted as if I longed for his body. ~~~<><>~~<><>~~~ After this scarring experience, I didn't remember-no, I refused to remember-Tyler or what he did. The painful memory starting flooding back into my head. The room was spinning again. I lifted up my hands and covered my ears, hoping it would steady my sight. It only made things worse. I squeezed my eyes shut and let out what seemed like a blood curdling scream. With that, my world went pitch black. All I could see was my mom. She was saying something as tears flowed out of her eyes like a never-ending river. He face was much less aged. "It's okay, Olivia. We don't need daddy. We don't need him. We will be fine by ourselves. I love you." She said this as if she was comforting herself. The voice echoed. Suddenly, my mom was standing, face red with hatred. "You wanted Tyler. You liked it when you felt like someone wanted you, like someone loved you. Slut. Slut. Attention whore." She taunted. The worst part was, mom was right. ><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><
Ive read this whole story why is she always home alone. Did that old guy actually penetrate her u didnt say. Continue please( im no perv)
She's just unlucky... Her siblings are always out trying to get away from home, but Liv is the only one strong enough to face reality. And yes, she was raped.
Haha yup, she's a rape magnet, but I like to think that Dylan is sweeter than you think. He's just... a little angry with his dad and step sister