He Knows Me?
Jake and I sat and had lunch. I was hungry for a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup, so that is what he made for us. By now, I have learned how to cook, but it was nice to have him do it once in a while.
After lunch, we decided to head back downtown and walk around some of the shops. We last came here when he first brought me to his home a couple of months ago. We weren’t really looking for anything in particular, but we did buy a few new outfits for each of us and he bought me a new necklace which he put around my neck. It was a Garnet heart shaped stone on a gold chain...Garnet is his birthstone since he was born in January he informed me.
We continued our walk up and down the street until I had this weird feeling of being followed. I kept looking back.
“What are you looking at?” Jake asked me.
“I don’t know. I have this feeling that we are being followed, but I don’t see anyone when I look.”
Jake called Dylan to have him keep an out for anyone suspicious looking.
“Why don’t we head back to the car and head home for the day?”
“OK.” I replied. We got to the car and dropped the bags off in the trunk. That’s when he stepped out of the shadows.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” A middle-aged man came up to me.
I stepped back into Jake, who pushed me behind him. “Who are you and what do you want?”
“I’m just an old acquaintance of this young lady, hiding behind you.” He answered.
“What do you mean? How do you know her?” Jake asked while Dylan came around in case he was needed to step in.
“Let’s just say I’m a former client of hers. You must be a new one.”
“Client?” Jake questioned him.
“Oh dear, have you not informed this young man what you do? I’m sure by now you have a new Daddy, or should I say...”
Jake grabbed the man by his shirt collar. “This woman is not a prostitute if that is what you are implying. How dare you accuse her of such a thing.” Jake fumed.
“Oh really...tell him honey. Tell him about all the days and nights I came to visit you. Have you had that many more men in the last few years that you can’t remember me?” He taunted me.
“Stacy, what is he talking about?” Jake asked me.
“I...I don’t know. I don’t remember him; I don’t know what he’s talking about.” I cried.
“You were always one of Daddy’s favorites, maybe he kept you to himself longer than he should have. Tell me, who did he give you too, so I can make a new arrangement?”
“I...I don’t know what you are talking about. Who are you talking about?” I stuttered.
“Oh come on dear. We had so much fun. How about you come with me now and I’ll remind you of what you’ve been missing.” He continued.
“You will do no such thing. She is not who you think she is. She is with me and has been for months.” Jake yelled and went to hit the man.
He sidestepped Jake as he swung his fist and grabbed me by the arm. I screamed and he let go. Jake managed to hit him this time and Dylan grabbed his arms and held him behind his back.
Flashback (Trigger Warning)
I was sitting on my bed listening to the radio sitting on the nightstand, when a knock came on the door.
Daddy opened the door, but he wasn’t alone. I thought that was weird because Daddy usually comes at night to have his fun and is always alone, unless Momma comes to watch.
“Hey little one. I want you to meet a good friend of mine. Say hello to Uncle Troy.” He looked at me and dared me to say ‘no.’
“H...Hello Uncle Troy,” I stuttered out.
“Hello darling,” he said with a gleam in his eye. He looked like a predator, and I was his prey.
“Stacy, I want you to give Troy here the same pleasure you give me. If I hear that you refuse or don’t please him, you will be punished. Is that understood?”
I nodded. “I CAN’T HEAR YOU,” he yelled.
“Good girl,” he nodded towards Troy and then left the room.
Troy sauntered over to me and stood next to the bed and looked down at me. He reached out and slid his fingers down my face. I instinctively looked and backed away.
“Now, now. You don’t want me to tell Daddy you don’t want me to touch you. Do you?” I shook my head.
He unzipped his pants and dropped them to his ankles. He pulled out his private part and started rubbing it up and down as it grew longer and harder. He took another step closer and grabbed me by the hair. He brought me closer to his member and shoved it in my mouth. He shoved it in and out of my mouth until he shot hot liquid down the back of my throat. I gagged and coughed and he just laughed.
“That’ll do for now, but I’ll be back.” He pushed his lips onto mine, then stepped back, pulled his pants back up and left me alone.
“No...No...No, No, No.” I closed my eyes as images of this man flashed into my head. Suddenly everything came back, and I ran.
I ran as hard as I could to get away. I have no clue how far I ran or for how long, but I collapsed in a dark alley. “BOOM” a large thunderclap sounded as the sky darkened.
“Jake, I found her,” yelled Dylan.
Jake came running down the street and stopped when he saw me shaking and hiding in a corner of an abandoned alley. It has been raining for a while now and I was soaked from head to toe.
“Stacy? Stacy, baby? Why did you run?” Jake asked me as he bent down next to me. “Talk to me baby.”
“I remember,” I whispered.
“What?” he asked.
“I remember...everything.” I burst into sobs and grabbed onto Jake for dear life. He picked me up and carried me back to the car.
I couldn’t get the images out of my head as memory after memory flooded my mind. The more that appeared, the more fearful I became and held onto Jake tighter and tighter. Jake had Dylan call the doctor that I’ve been seeing and told him to meet us at his place.
When we got home, he took me to the bathroom, removed my wet clothes and started a hot shower. I walked into it and Jake got in behind me and washed me up. I couldn’t stop crying and shaking, so I was thankful he was there to hold me.
By the time we finished, I was numb. I had nothing left to cry and had no feeling at that moment. He dried me off and had me get dressed into a pair of leggings and a large T-shirt of his, while he also got dressed. He brushed through my hair and brought me to the couch.
The doctor had already arrived and was waiting in the living room along with Dylan and Jordan, who apparently was there to help find me after I ran.
“Stacy baby? I need you to tell me what you remember. The doctor is here as well to support you. I know it will be hard, but I’m right here for you. Can you do that?” he pleaded with me. Dylan and Jordan went to sit in the dining room to give me space, but close enough to take notes down.
I nodded and closed my eyes.