Part 2

Part 2

Feeling like I wasn't going to make it throughout the night, my cries fell on deaf ears, and no one came to my rescue. For hours I've been bitten, burned, raped, almost drowned, choked until I passed out, and beaten. All by the hands of the people that's supposed to protect and love me unconditionally. I wake back up to my dad on top of me, while my mother sat in the distance and watched. That's when I gave in, gave up, and just laid there waiting for it all to be done. I knew what needed to be done, I needed to get out of here but I can't do it tied to the bed. When he was finally done, he got dressed, and walked out of my bedroom. My mother just sat there looking at me in silence. Tears started to roll down her face and that was what I needed to see.

"Mom, may I please take a shower?"

Still not a word, she stood to her feet, and started to untie me. I scoot to the edge of the bed, she asked me if I could walk. I reached out my hand for help and she not only assisted me but told me that we're in this together. I wanted to make sure she wouldn't tie me back up so I told her to tell me what she wanted to do from here on to fix it and I promised I would be a good girl. She smiled at me and kissed my forehead before letting me get in the shower on my own. I pretended to shower, I knew not to touch my private parts. I learned in school, that if you're raped or molested never to wash your private parts, that's the only way they could find who did it. I guarded my private area with one hand so water wouldn't even touched it. I washed below my knees and turned backwards in the shower so my front wouldn't get wet. I went over my upper body with a semi wet wash cloth in case she decided to smell me.

Getting out of the shower there was a towel nicely folded on the sink. I wrapped it around me, opened the bathroom door, and proceeded to walk towards my bedroom. There was a creaking sound coming from behind me, I turned slowly, and was greeted with my mom's face peeking out of her bedroom door.

"We're going to sleep, I want you to get some rest, and I'll see you in the morning." She started to close the door but opened it a little less than she did the first time, "I love you Aaliyah." Closing the door behind her, then locking it from the inside.

Once in my room, I put on a fresh pair of underwear to protect any possible evidence, and then I put on my pajamas. I placed my track sneakers and sweatsuit on my chair and pushed it under my desk so it's out of sight. I dont know if one of the two of them will try to sneak back in here before I leave and I dont want to raise any red flags that'll force them to tie me up again. I needed to wait a few hours to make sure they're fully asleep because I have to climb out of my window and down the drain pipe. It's something I've never done before, so if I fall I'll have more time to gather myself before I get caught. I have one attempt, one try, so it's all or nothing.

I have everything in my favor, as long as I can make it out of the house. Once I get to the street there's no catching me. I needed to pack the pair of underwear I was wearing the first time I was raped. I emptied the zip lock bag of extra underwear I kept in my book bag for gym days and replaced them with the used ones. I put the zip lock bag in my jacket pouch because it's the only pocket with a zipper. I was set and ready, the only thing I was waiting on is the right time.