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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      An_American_Crime_(2007)
  Relationship:
      Ricky_Hobbs/Reader
  Character:
      Ricky_Hobbs, Reader, Original_Characters, Original_Female_Character(s),
      Original_Male_Character(s), Gertrude_Baniszewski, Stephanie_Baniszewski,
      John_Baniszewski, Coy_Hubbard, Mr._Hobbs
  Additional Tags:
      Bullying, 1960s, Abuse, Child_Abuse, Physical_Abuse, Beating, Slapping,
      Verbal_Abuse, Verbal_Humiliation, Slut_Shaming, Molestation, Crush_at
      First_Sight, First_Crush, Teen_Crush, Flirting, First_Kiss, Kissing,
      Rape, Underage_Rape/Non-con, Underage_Sex, Teen_Romance, Teen_Pregnancy,
      Kidnapping, Starvation, Corporal_Punishment, Bondage, BDSM, Spanking,
      Watersports, pee_drinking, Deepthroating, Come_Swallowing, Oral_Sex,
      Rough_Oral_Sex, Rough_Sex, Rough_Kissing, Bruises, Love_Bites, Vomiting,
      Psychological_Torture, Jealousy, Vaginal_Sex, No_Condom, Mental_Health
      Issues, Outdoor_Sex, Nudity, Blood_and_Injury, Love/Hate, Kids, Brain
      Damage, Childhood_Trauma, Semi-Public_Sex, Character_Death, Drunk_Sex,
      Captivity, Fear, Underage_Smoking, Eating_out, Sex_in_a_Car, Animal
      Abuse, Punishment, High_School, Shock, Black_Out, Dehydration, Horny
      Teenagers, Shyness, Violence, Domestic_Violence, Sexual_Violence, Sadism,
      Police, Uncut, Stockholm_Syndrome, Breastfeeding, Threats
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-05-25 Words: 18618
****** All your sick little brain craved was, to see me cry ******
by StilesHale91
Notes
     Please read all the tags and archive warnings before you'd read the
     fanfic!!
     FCs (for those who haven't seen the movie) :
     Ricky Hobbs: https://68.media.tumblr.com/
     tumblr_madmrhSnyC1qzlet8o1_500.gif ; https://68.media.tumblr.com/
     tumblr_lxlq3uy79p1r8n4mfo3_500.gif ; (gifset made by me: http://evan-
     peen-langdon.tumblr.com/post/161101469024/ricky-hobbs-gifset-to-my-
     fanfic-all-your-sick)
     Coy&Stephanie: http://68.media.tumblr.com/
     tumblr_l1vkcoHscU1qam78fo1_400.jpg
     Johnny: http://tristanjarred.net/buttons/IMG_5028.jpg
     Gertie: http://www.lahiguera.net/cinemania/actores/catherine_keener/
     fotos/6850/catherine_keener.jpg
The walk to school, took you more than thirty minutes, however you still
preferred it more than getting up on the school bus. At least on your long way
to school you didn’t have to deal with your classmates. You’ve walked the same
direction from Monday till Friday, taking a left turn once you reached the
cross road of North Kealing Ave and the E 9th Street, walking under the wreck
overpass, a few more streets till you would have reached Howe. You could have
tried to convince your parents to be home schooled, but you knew it was for the
best to keep your mouth shut. You felt like you’d not even have the chance to
talk to them. Once they came home the drama has started, slamming the doors,
shouting, the most vulgar and humiliating words you could imagine, it often
made you wonder how come your parents still behaved so devout at the church, as
if they’d be saints. You’ve been slapped if you’ve gotten bad marks at school,
and for any other smaller things too, when you forgot to do the dishes or
didn’t clean your room. After all this, you felt like it was the best to keep
quiet about school. You never were in the center of attention, well not in a
positive way, that’s for sure. You weren’t the type who’d talk to others, open
up to them. You just sat down at the farthest part of the classroom and tried
to avoid any eye contact, which resulted in your classmates picking on you.
They tried to find every single fault in you to have an excuse so they could
bully you. It would have been easier if you could have talked about it with
your parents but your life at home and in school were both a mess.
You were walking along the corridor, you tried to be as invisible as it was
possible without any luck of course.
“Your hair literally makes me sick. It looks like hay, probably feels like it
too.” It was one of your classmates, you hated him. Once Coy grabbed onto your
hair you tried to push him away, but as he was taller and stronger he easily
shoved you onto the corridor’s floor. “It’s spiky.” He laughed along with his
friends then ran his hand along his girlfriend’s locks. “Stephanie’s hair is so
damn soft like silk. This is the kind of hair you’ll never have, you freak.”
You knew the best was to remain quiet till they would just walk away. But this
time something happened, your eyes stopped on a boy in glasses, who was leaned
against the lockers and held his eyes on you. You didn’t know his name but
you’ve seen him a few times, he was smoking a lot, you remembered that because
anytime you saw him outside school, he’s been smoking. He seemed like he’s been
there for a while now so he must have seen your humiliation. It was strange, he
didn’t help you, but the fact that someone was looking at you without hurting
you was something new. You held your eyes on his face, you tried to tell what
he was thinking but it was almost impossible to grasp any kind of emotion.
However as the bell rang he shut his locker then walked out of school, it was
only around eleven but as you saw him already placing a cigarette between his
lips you could guess he was skipping class to have a drag. You didn’t want to
go back to the classroom either, but as you thought it’d have been weird to go
after him, you rather walked into the bathroom where you locked yourself into
one of the stalls and broke out into tears. The sad thing about it all was that
they made you to hate yourself. When you were a kid, a little girl, you had no
problem with your not silky hair, with your glasses, with your not model like
body, but they made you to hate everything about you. Once you felt like you’ve
calmed down you thought about that boy in the glasses again, you wondered what
was he studying, how old was he. You found him really handsome and it was
something new to have any kind of contact with someone around your age who
didn’t bully you.
 
On the next day you felt especially down, you only managed to sleep a few hours
as you overheard your parents’ loud yelling throughout hours, your father being
drunk as usual. They mainly were arguing because of their debts and the bills.
So when one of your classmates decided to pour his cocoa all over your head
from above, you had enough. You didn’t care that you were supposed to stay at
school, you grabbed up your soaked bag and ran out of the classroom, you could
hear their hysterical laughter and mean comments even on the corridor but you
just kept running as fast as it was possible. You sensed that boy in the
parking lot, the one with the glasses but you just ran even faster, you began
to sob as you were running fast along the Emerson Avenue. With the cocoa all
over your crème dress, you must have looked horrible, you knew you looked
ridiculous like that, but you didn’t care, you didn’t stop. You’d have run all
the way back home however after a few more meters, you gasped as a blue Mustang
quickly pulled over front of you so you had to stop.
“Hey, you okay?” You wanted to walk around the car and keep running however as
the boy got out of the car you decided to stay because it was the boy in the
half-rim glasses. You didn’t say anything just shook your head as a few more
tears began to run down on your cheek. “I’ll give you a ride home, okay?” You
nodded right away, you couldn’t believe that someone actually showed some
kindness towards you. You let him to wrap his arm around you and once you sat
inside his car you cast your eyes onto him. A tiny smile was on your face as he
lit a cigarette for himself. It seemed like as if he was inhaling more smoke
than oxygen. “Where do you live?”
“930 N Kealing Ave..” You were still sniffling and your voice was veiled but
you hoped he didn’t mind. You were self-conscious about everything. You’ve been
mocked about your voice tone at school too, how thin and quiet it was. It
wasn’t that bad as you talked to that boy, or not that much, but your anxiety
and shyness just made it worse.
“That’s like 10 minutes from where I live.” You whispered a thank you as he
handled you a tissue. “I live all alone in a big house.”
“How come?” You asked curiously and were grateful that he seemed like he was
trying to distract your attention from the reason you were crying, however it
was quite obvious if he just looked at your messy dress and hair to figure out
what has happened.
“My ma’ is at the hospital. My father has left with my brothers and sisters a
while ago. So it’s me on my own.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” You whispered as you wiped some more tears off your
cheek and held your arms up as he fastened the seatbelt for you. His caring
made you quite speechless but maybe he had to learn being like that with his
ill mother, so it was natural to him. If she was ill and wasn’t at the hospital
for some kind of an accident.
“That’s alright. I don’t mind living alone.” He inhaled the smoke in deeply as
he turned on the engine then the radio.
[All I have to do is dream by the Everly Brothers being played on the radio]
You leaned your head against the car’s window as you were watching the same
designed houses with a sad look on your face. The song which was being played
on the radio somehow even brought your mood lower if such was possible. “She
has cancer.”
“It must be hard for you, to deal with all of it on your own.” You turned your
head towards him and you wondered whether he thought the same about you like
the guys and girls at school, but maybe he was decent enough to not bring it
up. After everything that has happened you thought maybe it was time to
introduce yourself, so you did.
“I’m Ricky Hobbs. You know it really doesn’t matter. I’m fine on my own.” He
puffed the smoke out, then cast his eyes onto you. “Those guys, they’re always
messin’ with somebody.” He was sweet that he was trying to make the situation
less bad than it already was, however it didn’t help too much.
“I think it’s more than that. They’re picking on me every single day.” You
whispered then glanced up once he slowed down then pulled over at your house.
He remained quiet and just unlocked the door, however your stomach jumped as
you spotted your father drinking a beer on your porch. It wasn’t even noon yet.
You’d have loved to ask Ricky to take you away, but you just met him, beside
that your father already spotted you in the car. “Thank you so much Ricky…it
means a lot to me that you did this for me.” He just shrugged then slightly
waved at you once you got out of the car. In the moment you’ve reached up to
the porch, you hissed as you got a big slap from your father.
“Why aren’t you at school? And how do you look like? Covered in mess. And who’s
that who gave you a ride? Huh? Are you whoring around now?” You winced as he
yanked your hair then shoved you onto the porch. You ran out of tears but you
felt so helpless and full of sorrow. You held your eyes on the blue Mustang as
it was still there, you wished that Ricky would have gotten out and help you,
to protect you, however he just kept smoking and stared at you with those eyes
of his which showed no emotions. However once you pushed yourself up he
eventually drove away.
“I’m so sorry dad…it won’t happen again…” You could have started explaining but
he was so drunk that it’d not have mattered at all anyways.
“You’re so worthless! Go and make yourself useful if you’re home, clean up the
basement!” You hurried inside the house before he’d have hit you more. However
the tiring household chores were meant to be a punishment, but you didn’t think
about it like that. As you were sweeping up the floor in the basement you felt
calmness and peace down there. By the time you’ve finished, your mother has
come home as well. You heard them arguing in the living room, so you had the
chance to sneak into your room without them noticing you. You were all messy,
but you were too scared to use the bathroom right then.
 
The only day you enjoyed were the Saturdays when you were working at the
Continental Metal Products, as you were sorting out the packages, carrying the
mechanical parts, you felt free from your problems. All the workers in there
were too busy with their own problems than to bully you anyways, the salaries
were too low. But your parents weren’t there, your classmates weren’t there
either which made the place great. Even if it was technically illegal, you were
working there 14 hours every single Saturday, but you didn’t mind it. Of course
you couldn’t keep the money, your parents took it away as soon as you got your
salary, but you weren’t doing it for the money, that was the only place where
the work and the atmosphere made you forget about your life. You were working
from 6 in the morning till 8 pm so after that you still had time to do your
homework and study.
 
Your Sundays started at the local Methodist church, you hated it, it was
hypocrite of your parents to even step a foot into that place. You knew you’d
be thrown out on the streets if you’d have told them your opinion about them
and the church. You’ve lost faith quite long ago, but of course you’ve remained
quiet about that. As you scanned your eyes on the people inside the church you
smiled up once you spotted Ricky, you wished he’d notice you, and actually he
did. He only glanced at you, but that was enough to brighten up your mood.
Maybe someone would have found your behavior weird, but he was the first person
who showed any form of kindness towards you. You smiled to yourself but tried
to focus your attention back on the mass. At least these church visits were
safe days, even if your classmates were there they didn’t bully you because
their parents were there. Once the speech has ended you knew your parents
usually kept chatting with other parents so till then you were waiting for them
outside. You sat down at the lowest part of the stairs as you were watching the
passing by cars. Your heart jumped once someone sat down beside you but you
couldn’t help but smile when you saw it was Ricky. He quickly lit a cigarette
for himself then cast his dark brown eyes onto you through his glasses.
“I saw you the other day. Near the overpass.” You held your eyes on the
cigarette how quickly it was getting shorter due to the deep and intense
inhaling of the brownish blonde boy. It was cute how he had a quiet nose
whistling anytime he exhaled through his nostrils.
“I work at CMP on Saturdays…I must have been really exhausted, that’s why I
didn’t see you.” You added as you wondered what was he doing around that area,
but you didn’t even have to ask, as if Ricky could have read your mind.
“I’m working as a waiter at the 10th Street Diner. I saw you on my way home.”
“That’s nice. People must like you. I mean you’re really kind, and I’m sure
they like you as a waiter.” You cussed inaudibly as it must have come off quite
awkward, you were so unused of normal conversations.
“I work there on Wednesday and Friday afternoons too. Maybe you could come in
for a drink. It’ll be on the house.”
“Gosh Ricky…thank you, that’d be really nice of you. But my parents are rather
strict about me going home right after school.”
“Don’t sweat it. It’ll be only a little time. They won’t notice.” He was
resting his eyes ahead of him but once he looked down at you, you felt like you
couldn’t say no.
“Okay Ricky. Thank you again…On Wednesday then…” You stood up quickly when you
heard your parents were approaching, but Ricky remained there seated. You
envied his calmness so much, while you were always so tense and anxious.
“Will you at least introduce your friend?” You nodded right away as your father
used the nicest tone of his, at least these masses made them nice for a few
hours.
“Dad, he’s Ricky Hobbs, we’re studying at the same school. Ricky, they’re my
parents.” You stepped aside as they shook hands. You were a little
disappointed, you were expecting to see some sort of anger or repulse on
Ricky’s face. After all he’s witnessed how your father slapped you up and
shoved you on the floor, but yet he smiled at him and chatted like it never
even happened. As you got up onto the bus with your parents you held a sad gaze
on Ricky once he got inside his car, you didn’t want to go home, you just
wished you could have lived with someone as nice as Ricky, at least you thought
he was.
 
After your lessons on Wednesday you got inside Ricky’s car as he drove up to
the Diner. You hoped if you’d be late from home for less than an hour your
parents probably wouldn’t be angry at you. The Diner looked lively; once Ricky
served a strawberry shake to you he sat down beside you.
“I won’t be working too long today. You could wait for me, and I’d give you a
ride home…please. I’ll get you a hamburger too if you stay.” You wanted to say
no, you knew what kind of consequences it would bring if you’d go home too
late, but Ricky was so nice that you didn’t have the heart to reject his offer.
“Alright, thank you Ricky.” You said as you sipped from your shake. The hours
were passing by, the Diner looked so busy and crowded, and Ricky was doing his
job so professionally. You were getting anxious because of the time of course,
but once Ricky came back in his crème short sleeved shirt and khaki pants you
got up from the table. When he stopped at your house you already felt terrified
of what will you get from your parents for coming home late. “Thank you for
this afternoon Ricky…” You cast your eyes at your house and bit down on your
lips as your mother and dad walked out.
“Hey Ricky.” You felt surprised how nicely they greeted him, and he did the
same, however once you reached up to the porch you yelped as you got a big slap
from your dad. “What time is it?! First you’re skipping lessons then this!”
“I’m sorry…I-I’m so sorry…” You whimpered as your mother firmly grabbed onto
your cheek. When you got a slap from her too, that was even more painful. You
cast your eyes aside and saw how Ricky was still there but he did nothing just
watched. Your eyes were screaming for his help, but soon you were dragged
inside the house.
 
On the next Saturday you sighed once you walked out of the CMP and leaned
against the building’s wall. You’ve been bullied a lot on that week, and the
incident on Wednesday didn’t help your mood either. You cast your eyes aside as
you noticed some intense lights, your face brightened up once you spotted
Ricky’s car under the overpass, and walked up towards it. You got inside the
passenger’s seat with a small smile on your face.
“Hi…what are you doing here?” You asked then ignored how he closed the doors of
the car.
“Can I see them?” His voice was cold and you felt confused as you had no idea
what he was talking about.
“What?”
“I saw how you’ve been slapped and beaten, by your parents, sometimes the guys
at school too. I’d like to see your bruises.” He puffed the smoke into your
face as he shifted closer and without your consent began to undo the buttons on
your dress, however you shyly pulled away.
“I don’t really want you to see them Ricky…I look really bad without my clothes
on..” You winced as he ignored your words and leaned in as he tore your dress
apart. You held your eyes startled on him as he pulled your dress off you, so
you were there only in your panties.
“Get on the backseat.” You stared back at him more scared than ever, but you
did so for one reason as you saw that the back window was open, you badly
bruised your lower arms as you climbed out however it turned out to be a bad
plan as Ricky was faster than you and he soon pinned you down onto the hood of
the car.
“Why are you doing this Ricky? Ricky, please don’t do this. Ricky, you’re such
a nice boy..” You cried as he pulled your panties down. He didn’t say anything
just firmly covered your mouth. Once he unzipped his pants you cried up against
his palm as he thrust his cock inside you. You felt like he was ripping you
apart. It was late, and dark, a deserted area at that hour. He tossed the
cigarette away as he now covered your mouth with one hand while he was grabbing
strongly onto your locks. You kept crying as he was pounding hard inside you.
He held his dark pair of eyes on you, but nothing was comforting about that,
but scary how he was able to look at you so coldly when he was doing such a
horrible thing. The only good thing was that he finished fast, you hated how he
came inside you, but the worst thing was just about to come.
“Damn…look what you did to my pants.” Ricky cussed as it was covered in blood
around his crotch. You whimpered as he rolled you onto your chest. You cried up
when he struck down with his leather belt on your bottom. “I’ll hit you until
you will shut up!” You grabbed tightly onto his car and tried your best to
muffle the cries back, when you finally managed to, you heard as he put his
belt back on him, then zipped his pants back. “Come on, get off from the hood.”
You bit down on your lower lip as Ricky helped you off the car. You held your
eyes on him in fear as he held tight onto your chin. “I just had to do this…”
You sniffled as more tears began to run down on your cheek. You lost all your
strength to protest when he kissed you. You felt way too vulnerable as you were
standing all nude on the road. You shivered as he stick his tongue inside your
mouth, you closed your eyes down as he deepened the kiss then rested his
forehead against yours, your glasses clinked together quietly. You panted as
even more tears ran down on your cheek then without managing to speak you
mouthed a ‘why’. “I don’t know. But don’t tell anyone a word ‘bout this.”
“I-I won’t…..” You answered on a shaky voice, as you still couldn’t tell what
has gotten into Ricky, or what was going on in his head.
“Just get your clothes and go back home.” You did as he said, you had to cover
yourself though as the dress was torn apart by him earlier on. You were walking
with difficulties but you didn’t look back, you were scared that he’d change
his mind. What if he would even kill you? You just couldn’t figure out now what
has gotten into him. Every single step hurt, you were crying now louder as you
were getting closer to the house of yours. You were biting down on your lower
lip as everything hurt around your lap. You only noticed how badly you were
bleeding when you stepped into your house. The blood was streaming down all
over your legs onto the floor.
“Mum…” You sniffled as you collapsed on the floor.
“Dear lord…what happened?” Both of your parents seemed to be in shock however
as they saw the source of your bleeding, you cried up louder when you’ve been
slapped a few times by your mother. “We’re feeding you, we’re buying you
clothes, paying for your school and this is how you repay us? Huh?” You yelped
as you received one more slap from her.
“We’ve had enough of you….. You’re a burden to us! Just look at that boy for
example, Ricky…. His parents must be proud of him, but of you…. We can’t bear
to see you!” Your dad went on as he held some pauses as he was sipping on a
bottle of beer.
“I’m so sorry….I’m really sorry…”
“Well you’re a bit late with that. But it’s over now honey.” You panted
startled as they walked off. You were lying there moveless, you heard some
noises, then you winced as they returned and your dad tossed a bag down beside
you. “All your clothes, and books. And now get out of our house! We don’t want
to see you anymore, you little whore. We’ll just tell everyone you went abroad
to your aunt. Not as if anyone would miss you. Do you know what Stephanie’s mum
told me? That you’ve been flirting with Ricky lately? Ricky went to Stephanie’s
mum and told her what kind of dirty things you said to that poor boy!”
“It’s not true! It’s not! He raped me!” You promised Ricky that you’d not say
anything about it but you only said that to get away from him safely.
“You lying little whore! Get out of our house! Get the hell out of here!” Your
mother’s words hurt like hell, how she believed Stephanie’s mum more than she
did you.
You moaned in pain as you did your best to get up from the floor, you tried to
ignore the pain and continuous dizziness as you picked up the bag. You kept
crying as you stumbled along the street. You wanted to go to the police station
however you sobbed as you spotted Ricky’s car which was still under the
overpass. He noticed you right away. You groaned as you tried to run without
much success. As the music from his car was getting louder your pulse was
rising higher too, till you eventually collapsed on the ground.
[Donna by Ritchie Valens is being played on the radio]
Once Ricky put you on the backseat of his car you felt close to black out.
Everything looked blurry. “Where are..you taking me?” You weren’t sure whether
he answered or not because you passed out before he could have even answered.
You had no idea how long have you been out. Minutes, hours, or days? As you
slowly opened up your eyes you jumped startled as you saw Ricky who was sitting
at the edge of the mattress beside you. The room was unknown to you, so you
assumed you were at Ricky’s place. “How..how long have I been out?” You asked
quietly, it felt hard to talk as if you haven’t drank anything for a long time.
“A day. I bathed you, then put on your nightwear, the one I found in your bag.
But don’t worry ‘bout time. Your mum spread the news already that you’ve left
to your aunt.”
“So..I don’t even exist?” You asked quietly as you held your eyes on Ricky, of
course you were scared of him, but first you wanted to know what happened till
you were out.
“Maybe after a year or so you can come back. Or act like you’ve came back.
You’ll be living with me from now on.” You watched as he lit a cigarette for
himself then you hissed as you slowly rolled onto your side.
“Why were you spreading lies about me to Stephanie’s mum?” You closed your eyes
down tightly as an intense cramp went through your womb.
“I-I don’t know….” He hesitated however eventually continued. “I-I went over to
their house. Stephanie and the others went on with what a freak and weirdo you
are. Then I told them it’s not true, that you’re nice…t-they began to mock me
that even you’d not date me, because of my glasses, clothes, how I’m not fit
and all. But then Gertie, their mother, shushed them, and she asked whether
there was a reason why I have a different opinion ‘bout you. I wanted to say
that I have a crush on you, but then I’d have been a laughing stock, so to keep
up my pride…I told her how you kept flirting me lately, that you said you’d
want to have sex with me, how you’d want to be only mine…I guess – I guess I’ve
got angry how Stephanie and Coy still didn’t believe me. I-I did it out of
anger, and because I could.” At the last part of his sentence you felt how the
goosebumps ran along your skin as he lowered his head towards you. You held
your lips tightly together as he kissed you and you pushed on him. “I saw the
way your parents treated you, how the guys hurt you at school—it made me to
want it all. I want you to be only mine, so I can do whatever I want to do to
you. You’d let me, right?” You felt like your whole world was falling apart,
all you got from your parents were harsh words, punishments, beatings, then the
bullies at school. When you met Ricky you thought that maybe this time you met
someone who’d be nice to you, however you regretted you’ve ever started talking
to him.
“I’m not some doll Ricky! Just let me go and I’ll leave this town forever.” You
felt weak probably because you’ve lost a lot of blood; you still didn’t feel
strong enough to sit up.
“Nah—I can’t let you do that. You’re my property now, no one will be looking
for you here. I’ll take care of you. I think I’ll love it.” You frowned and
scooted farther as he slipped his palm onto your right breast. His slightly
raspy voice was giving you the creeps.
“Why don’t you just kill me Ricky?” You asked as tears began to gather up in
your eyes.
“I-I don’t understand. What would be the fun in that?” You looked towards the
wall as he crawled on top of you. “I prepared this whole attic for us. No one
will see you here.” He whispered into your ear. “I’ve already found out some
good punishments for you, because I’m sure you’ll misbehave a lot.” As he
kissed your neck you pushed him off but just then you’ve been punched by him,
you actually thought he broke your jaw. “Don’t do this! This is the first thing
you’ll have to learn, okay? Never push me away from you…understood?” You winced
as he grabbed onto your chin, but you nodded. “We did it in such a rush, the
first time. I want it to be longer this time.” You were way too scared to
escape, you were exhausted from all the beatings, the bullies, your hard life.
You cast your tearful eyes up onto Ricky as if you were seeking to find some
sort of compassion in his eyes without any luck of course. As he pushed himself
up on his knees you cast your eyes onto him as he soon took of his long sleeved
grey shirt. His chest was pale, his skin looked soft, he only had sunburnt
parts along his arms. You cast your eyes onto his stomach with the trail of
light brown pubic hair under his belly button. As soon as he pushed his pants
down you could see his bulge through his white briefs. However his chest was
hairless his legs were hairy, you felt like it was for the best that you
focused on his body, you couldn’t avert your attention to think about anything
nice but by looking at his body, you at least managed to distract yourself from
your current state. Once Ricky tossed his pants away with his socks, he crawled
up closer to you then as he took your hand, he pushed it inside his briefs. You
were chewing the inside of your mouth as you were trying hard to hold back your
tears. You felt grossed out how wet the head of his cock was, it was rather
sticky and you felt scared how long and thick his cock felt like. As you were
rubbing him you watched as Ricky put his cigarette out then got up from the
mattress as he stepped out of his white briefs. You rested your tearful eyes on
his naked body, then his shiny light brown trimmed locks. You hated how you
started to like him, how you started to feel anything for him. It took him no
time to get rid of all your clothes. You closed your eyes down tightly as he
leaned down then licked onto one of your nipples. You sniffled as tears began
to roll down on your cheek, you thought it might upset him, however you saw
that sick smirk on his face as he heard how you began to cry. You just let it
all go as the tears were flowing down your face like a river, dampening the
pillow below your head. When Ricky began to suck on your breast you moaned up
from the pain, also how he slipped two of those long fingers of his up inside
your hole. You were so dry that the pain was almost unbearable, not as it would
have bothered him right then. You cast your eyes onto Ricky’s face, but looked
away shyly as he crawled lower and spit onto your cunt. You cast your eyes onto
his long erection how the foreskin sometimes covered and sometimes revealed the
shiny red head of his cock. It was the first time you’ve seen someone naked.
Your breathing has shaken as he rubbed his cock along your cunt, your folds and
clit before he eventually firmly thrust himself inside you. It wasn’t the kind
of pain you felt under the overpass, but it was still painful because you were
so sore down there. Once Ricky lowered his body down and hugged you tightly to
himself, you closed your eyes down and tried to think of a better a place,
without much success. He was thrusting hard inside you for a long time, you
felt how his cock throbbed against your tight hole as he began to come deep
inside you. You were only fourteen, and the pain was so overwhelming, even if
it was the second time you were having sex with Ricky. You only opened your
eyes when Ricky got up from the mattress, you shivered as he rubbed his cock’s
head along your cheek as if he wanted it to be clean that way, before he pulled
his briefs back on. “Next time you can have a taste of it.” You grimaced and
pulled your head away as Ricky rubbed his cock against your lips, then with
pain you rolled onto your side. “You’ll only get lunch. For breakfast and
dinner you’ll always gonna suck me of.” You watched as he put a cigarette
between his lips, then winced once he lit the match; he held it close to your
hair. “It’s funny –.“ He huffed then eventually shook the match off once he lit
his cigarette. “At least I know what scares you. Do you bear pain well?” You
ran out of all the tears, you held your eyes on the boy as he leaned down
beside you and puffed the smoke into your face. “I give you a little
motivation…” He mumbled against your lips before he kissed you. “I’ll burn you
with this cigarette, if you scream I’ll piss on you, if you won’t then I’ll
just let you be for the rest of the night.
“Why are you doing this to me Ricky? What have I ever done to you? I was
nothing but nice to you.” You whimpered on a shaky voice from all the fear that
was inside you. “I…I would have dated you…”
“Is- hmm – isn’t it obvious? You wouldn’t have dated me or liked me if I’d have
told you what I want. I don’t hurt you ‘cause I hate you. I hurt you ‘cause I
love you. I love the control, how I can have what none of my friends could have
with their girlfriends. It makes me hard, to see you in pain, to see your
tears, how you absolutely depend on me.” He mumbled on his rather low than high
voice into your ear while he stroked your side. “Do you think you’d have been
ready to accept these things?” You stared at him with fear and shock before you
shook your head as you held an eye contact with him through your messy glasses.
“See? I thought so. But by time you’ll get used to my needs, then maybe I will
let you go out among people. Once I’d know you’d not do anything stupid.”
“I’m so scared Ricky…” You sobbed without tears as you snuggled to him.
“It won’t be that painful.” You sniffled as he gently pushed you off him. You
held your eyes on his pretty dark eyes. You hated yourself so much, and hated
how misleading his handsome features were. You bit onto your lower lip hard as
Ricky pulled the cigarette out of his lips then without any hesitation pressed
it against your shoulder, the area was way too sensitive and you just couldn’t
hold back the scream. “Shit…don’t be so loud.” You watched as he got up from
the mattress and you pulled yourself into a fetus pose as you hugged your legs
to yourself. “It’s not as if I’d pour acid on you. Come on, look up at me.” You
didn’t want to get hits for not doing what he asked you to so you let go of
your legs and looked up at Ricky. You held your eyes on his crotch as he pushed
his briefs down under his balls. You bore it without a sound as he began to pee
on you, on your body then soon on your hair and face, the warm substance making
your skin filthy all over. You didn’t protest because you were terrified what
if he’d indeed pour acid on you in case he didn’t like the way you behaved.
Once he finished he’s gone downstairs. You felt so sick by the state you were
in, you pushed yourself up but saw how the windows were secured with bars from
the inside, as if Ricky has put them on just because of you. You began to
search every possible way out but there was none, except for the trap door, but
that was locked and you knew he was still at home. Once you crawled back to the
messy mattress you broke out into tears, till you eventually fell asleep.
 
In the morning you opened your eyes slowly, it was hard as they were swelled up
because of the lot of crying. “Good morning.” You squinted your eyes towards
the source of the voice and you winced but felt a little relieved as Ricky
pressed some kisses on your cheek. “You might throw up as it’ll be your first
time, but don’t worry, I’ll take a shower after this anyways.” You scooted
farther but soon Ricky grabbed onto your hair as he took his white briefs off.
“Take it in your mouth.” You held your mouth tightly shut but when Ricky
shouted at you, you eventually opened your mouth and grimaced at the feeling.
He was getting hard soon in your mouth, what already made you to gag. He
remained on his knees as he pushed his cock deep inside your mouth, your nose
was buried in his light brown pubic hair, he had a musky odor, but that wasn’t
what made you to gag even more. Ricky soon began to thrust his hardness against
your throat while he kept grunting needy. You felt so dirty and ashamed but
after the next thrust you threw up, he pulled his cock out for a few seconds
then thrust it back in. You thought it’d get better after this, but you kept
throwing up as Ricky was fucking your throat hard. You gagged as the warm
substance hit your throat but as he covered your nose you had to swallow it all
down. You began to cry quietly once he pulled his cock out of you but he hasn’t
finished yet. His aroused look was scaring you so much. “Open your mouth.” You
obeyed but whimpered as you felt how he began to pee inside your mouth, you
swallowed it as he yanked your hair but you right away puked it so he just
finished peeing on your hair and body. You shivered as Ricky grabbed you up
from the mattress then seated you onto his lap. You let him to take your
glasses off you. He cupped your cheek as he was holding his eyes on you. “All
these things I’m doing….it doesn’t mean I don’t love you. You know that, right?
Tell me what you thought ‘bout me, when you first talked to me, when you got
inside my car.” You sniffled as more tears ran down on your face, your hands
and feet were ice cold, but sitting on his lap felt good as his body warm felt
nice against yours.
“I…I thought that you were really nice…really sweet for helping me…I thought
you’re really handsome, Ricky.”
“Really?” He smiled at you, which scared you more than his cold look, because
it was uncommon to see him smiling.
“I still do…”
“Are you in love with me?”
“I thought I were.” You answered on a shy voice, you were scared and ready to
get a punishment for your reply however Ricky kissed you on the lips before he
placed you back down on the dirty mattress and he left the attic without saying
anything more. You soon heard him driving away to school. You spent hours with
banging on the floor, the walls, trying to kick hard enough on the bars on the
windows, but the only result was the new bruises on your skin. You also tried
to get someone’s attention, you’ve been screaming your lungs out through long
minutes, but it became quite obvious that probably no one has heard you. You
were way too shocked in the beginning, not only about the sudden captivity of
yours, but how your parents threw you out, you were too weak and vulnerable to
go against Ricky. But it was over, you were determined to escape and leave this
place, this town behind.
 
You had your dirty clothes back on you, if you’d have managed to escape you
didn’t want to leave the house nude. You slowly walked up to the trap door and
were waiting, you felt sleepy and so weak, but you forced yourself to stay
awake. When you heard noises you became tense, your heartbeat sped up. As soon
as the trap door was pushed up you jumped down, you had no idea how far the
floor was under it but to your unluckiness it was far enough to make you feel
all of your bones have broken. You panted as Ricky pushed you on your back with
his feet. He didn’t say a word and it was scarier than if he would have started
shouting at you. He was smoking like usually. He slightly furrowed his brows
before he crouched down on the floor. The way he pulled his cigarette out of
his mouth and held it between his fingers you could already tell what he was up
to. “No. Ricky! Ricky don’t! Please..please! I’m sorry, I’m so
sorry…please…stop it! Stop it!” You cried up as he pressed the burning part of
his cigarette against your lower arm then once he put it out on you he picked
you up into his arms. You whined because every part of your body hurt. He
pushed the ladder below the trap door with his feet then carried you back up to
the attic. You held your eyes on his cold look while he carried you back to
that dirty mattress then put you down on it.
“What were you planning to do? Hmm? Go out on the streets, get in a car so you
could have gone whoring around the states?” It hurt you so much how Ricky
repeated the same word your father did.
“I hate you…I hate you so much Ricky!” You said on a shaky voice as you began
to cry. You saw how his lips twitched as the result of what you said to him.
First you tried to protest, to push him away but he ended up hitting you so
many times all over your body you lost counting. By the time he’s finished you
laid there moveless, you didn’t even protest how he pushed up your torn dress
then pulled your panties off you. You held onto the mattress’ edge as Ricky
crawled behind you, you bit down on your lower lip as he thrust his cock inside
your cunt. You cried more and more as he sped up, you sniffled once he came
inside you and got up from the mattress.
“You’ll regret that you said that.” When he picked up your clothes and took
them away, you didn’t have any strength to protest. You just kept your eyes on
him as he left the attic and wondered what could be worse than the current
situation. However he was right and you did regret for saying that you hated
him. He didn’t come up in the morning, nor in the afternoon. At night you
became so thirsty and hungry that you kept calling out his name and begging for
him to give you something.
You had no idea how long you were passed out; you couldn’t move. You held your
eyes on the bars of the window, you felt how sore your throat was, or how you
were shivering from a probable fever you had.
“…Are you serious that she’s here?” “..Shit..no way…wasn’t she..?” “I’ll show
you guys. She was begging to stay with me….I can do whatever I want to her…”
Your heartbeat sped up as you heard the noises from downstairs, you couldn’t
tell who were talking, one must have been Ricky but you had no idea of the
others. You turned your head towards the trap door and you felt like crying
once you spotted Coy with Stephanie. However you were way too dehydrated to be
able to cry. You didn’t have your hopes up high that either of them would help
you, especially not as they were the ones who kept bullying you at school.
“Fuck…Ricky, she’s dirty, she smells horrible…” Stephanie said as she grimaced
and covered her nose. Coy however only snorted and walked a bit closer to you.
“What will you do to her?” Coy asked as he slightly kicked onto the mattress.
“I-I don’t know…” It didn’t surprise you. Maybe not with you, but otherwise
Ricky was so hesitant about things, he was so easy to be influenced. No matter
how mean he has been to you, you just didn’t want Coy to give him any kind of
ideas, because something told you that fucker would be way crueler than Ricky.
“You could hang her up, by her wrists for a few days, above the ground, cut her
ugly hair off, and mutilate her, stuff like that.” You glanced at Ricky right
away after the horrible things Coy has said and the way Ricky smiled at Coy
scared you, as if he agreed with him.
“Yeah. Maybe…” Ricky answered and it was just so odd to see how socially
awkward and shy he behaved front of Coy and Stephanie, nothing could be seen
from his confidence what he’s been showing towards you, when you two were on
your own.
“Hey Steph, give me that red pen you have.” You remained moveless, you couldn’t
even move a muscle, you were feeling close to black out because of the lack of
water and food in your system. Once Coy crouched down to you, you felt how he
began to write something onto your chest and stomach, however then everything
turned black as you fainted.
 
The first thing you heard was how the water was flowing, then as you felt that
you were probably in a bathtub without opening your eyes you tried to sink
lower with your dry lips open. “No…it’s dirty..wait..” You heard Ricky’s voice
then opened your eyes once you felt something against your lips which turned
out to be a glass. You began to sip the water, you would have drunk it all up
hungrily, however Ricky soon pulled it away from you. You just then noticed how
he was sitting in the tub behind you. “I washed you off with the shower rose
first, but the water can be still quite dirty.” He explained and you just
snuggled up to him. You were so happy to see that Coy and his girlfriend
weren’t there anymore. Beside the lukewarm bath felt so nice. “I’ll wash off
those words from your skin now.” You cast your weary eyes onto Ricky, at first
you didn’t even know what he was talking about, but within a few seconds your
memory has cleared up. As you cast your eyes down you saw how ‘ugly whore’ was
written all over your chest and belly, but you knew it was Coy who did that so
you just calmly let Ricky to wash it off you. It hurt as he was using a bath
brush with very spiky surface, but you remained silent and just held your eyes
on Ricky, as the both of you were in silence till he eventually managed to
erase all the words from your skin.
“Ricky…” Your voice was incredibly quiet, even weaker than a whisper but he
right away looked down at you. “Will…you…do those things to me? The…the
things..Coy said..?” It caused you even more intense sore throat to speak but
it was worth it.
“Never.” You could feel his voice was angry. Maybe all he wanted when he
brought Coy over to be respected by them, that he had someone now too. However
instead of respect, they were just being the kind of bullying idiots they’ve
been at school too. Your assumption was proven once he pressed a kiss onto your
temple then hugged you to himself. He gently began to rub some shampoo into
your locks. “They think they’re so cool, like they own the world. I’m sick of
them. No matter what you’d do they’d not look at you like one of them.” You
listened to Ricky in silence and enjoyed how his long fingers were massaging
your scalp carefully. Then he held onto your shoulders and gently pulled you
down onto your back so your upper body floated on top of the water, he splashed
some water onto the parts of your hair which weren’t under water and he locked
his eyes with yours. “Am I ill?”
“No…you’re not.” You whispered as you held your eyes on his through his
glasses.
“I know I have these sadistic urges, but I don’t want to keep you on the attic
like an animal. Would you leave me if I’d let you to walk freely whenever you’d
want to? Would you alert the police?”
“No..”
“Why?” He glanced confused at you, as he gently stroked your cheek with his
thumb.
“I know others would say I’m insane…but I’ve really fallen in love with you
Ricky…I want to date you…”
“I-listen I can’t keep these urges, these needs, these thoughts suppressed…the
attic was a punishment, but I’d want to be rough to you. I’d want to have rough
sex with you, I’d want to hit you sometimes…you’d really not run away?”
“Ricky…” You whispered and reached up as you cupped his smooth cheek, then ran
your shaky fingers along his shiny brownish locks. “I’m in love with you.
You’re all I have…look what my parents did to me. I’m no one. I’d have nowhere
to go. I just want to be with you.” The smile that appeared on his face was
actually sweet, the upside down like kiss was a bit weird at first but
eventually as he slowly made out with you, you felt how your heart began to
beat fast and right then not out of fear. You fondled his cheek, then blushed
as he cupped your breasts. Eventually he took his glasses off then once he
entwined his fingers with you he deepened the kiss like the both of your heads
were under the water for a while. Once you both pulled your heads back, you
snuggled up to Ricky and felt relieved how he wrapped his arms around you. He
reached out towards the glass of water and carefully helped you drink up what
has remained from it. You rested your head back against his chest, he had such
a smooth, soft skin, you loved the feeling of it. You listened to his even
heartbeat, while he was stroking your damp hair. It was true you had nowhere to
go, and you fell so deeply in love with Ricky that you just couldn’t leave him,
you felt like you’d not be able to go to the police station. As you glanced up
at his pretty face you pressed a kiss onto his little pudgy cheek, then wrapped
your arms around his neck as you closed your eyes down. Suddenly being with
Ricky felt so safe and peaceful.
 
The following few days were sweet, Ricky didn’t leave the house. He took care
of your wounds, fed you as he was holding you in his lap and you had those
peaceful baths with him. Everything seemed to look so idyllic that you even has
forgotten about your dark past, at least for a while.
 
[Great Balls of Fire by Jerry Lee Lewis being played loud in the background]
“Hello! Food won’t serve itself to the guests!” You didn’t even hear your boss
at first, you were about to serve some beers but on the meantime your eyes
locked on Ricky. He looked so handsome in the waiter outfit, especially that
tight black waistcoat made him look so hot. You were leaned onto the counter as
you watched him, however you snapped out of the staring once your boss called
your name quite loud, which caused you to shiver. “Don’t you have things to
do?”
“Sorry Mr. Jones, won’t happen again.” You put the beers onto the round tray
then rushed out to the tables to serve the guests. Everyone was in the belief
that you have left abroad, even those who knew the truth, didn’t care,
especially not your parents. The Diner’s owner was just glad to have someone in
full time who wouldn’t ask for as big of a salary like an adult would have. It
was settled between you and Ricky that you’d not go back to Howe, but it had
the price to work at the Diner. Child care was either way too overwhelmed with
cases, or unaware of things, so no one made any steps to make you go back to
school, or stop working full time, just like they didn’t care if Ricky happened
to be skipping school.
“After you serve table seven and three, take the trash out.” You nodded at your
boss and as soon as the food was done your served them, holding a smile on your
face. It was strange, because you never could have imagined yourself as a
waitress, it seemed like the kind of job what would require open, socializing
attire, which you didn’t have, however you felt like you’ve bloomed since
you’ve left school and your parents, not as if life would be perfect with Ricky
but it was different. However you found it sweet how shy and distant Ricky
seemed as a waiter, but thankfully neither your boss, nor the guests cared much
about that. Ricky and you were both fourteen while most of the guests were
seniors from high school, uni students or adults, and they were just old enough
to not even care about picking on you.
 
[Johnny B. Goode by Chuck Berry being played muffled in the Diner]
You walked out to the Diner’s backyard with a smile on your face as Ricky was
there smoking. You tossed the two black trash bags into the container. When
Ricky stepped behind you, you gasped as he grabbed onto your bum. You cast your
eyes back at him. He kissed you deeply while he rolled your pink dress up, then
your panties down. “I should go back Ricky…” You whispered against his lips,
and stroked his blushed cheek. He put the cigarette back between his lips then
without saying anything he pushed his zipper down, and thrust his cock up
inside your hole. However you felt like this wasn’t the right place and time,
within no time you became wet and held onto the container’s side as Ricky was
fucking you hard against it. He slipped one of his hand onto your breast, you
held your moans back as his thrusts became harder, and kept grabbing onto your
breasts hard. You turned your neck to the right so he’d have access to your
neck, as he finally got to the end of his cigarette he tossed it away then
began sucking hickeys on your neck, he loved it, that he could mark you so
everyone could see that you belonged to someone. You felt how needy he was;
when he fucked you like that, it made you so wet. Your muscles tightened around
his hard cock when you reached your orgasm, and just a few seconds after he
came hard inside you, he’s been quiet the whole time and only grunted quietly
once he came. You heard as he zipped his pants up then walked back inside the
diner without saying anything to you. You bit down on your lower lip as you
felt how his warm come slowly ran out of your pussy, you used a tissue to wipe
yourself then once you adjusted your dress, apron you walked back inside.
 
One time when you went to do the grocery shopping with Ricky you hated how you
ran into Gertie and her kids outside. You would have been happier to see your
parents than that woman or any of her horrible kids. You tried not to pay
attention to her and in the beginning it thankfully worked out well as she was
mainly focused on Ricky, however that didn’t go on forever.
“Don’t you think you’re way too indecent? The way you’re taking advantage of
this poor boy?!” She only huffed with a sarcastic smile as you didn’t say
anything and stepped up closer to Ricky. When she said her goodbye to Ricky you
two walked up towards Ricky’s car but you just couldn’t keep it inside anymore.
“Why don’t you ever say something?! Why do you bear them to talk like that?”
“I—at least one of us has to take an active part in this community. I love you,
okay? But both of us can’t be an outcast, it’s enough to deal with that you
are.”
“You say it as it would be my fault! My parents threw me out of the house on
the first place because of you!” You hissed as he gave you a firm slap, and
even if Gertie was farther with her kids you could see her satisfied smile.
“As if they’d miss you so much. If it were to them you could have ended up on
the streets or would have starved to death.”
“I almost starved to death once….” You bit onto your lip as he firmly grabbed
onto your hair, ignoring the few people nearby on the streets.
“You stop talking back to me! You hear me?! You’re still just a girl, whether I
love you or not, and you belong to me, and you behave as I say!” You gulped as
he yanked your hair and looked you in the eye. In occasions like that, he
didn’t seem like a fourteen year old boy at all, but more like a guy in his
twenties. He looked rather mature anyways, more like a seventeen or eighteen
year old boy than a fourteen year old one. Maybe because he was way taller than
you, or because of his handsome face. “Just get inside the fucking car.” You
held your balance as he pushed on you so you wouldn’t fall, then once you put
the shopping bags in the trunk, you sat onto the passenger’s seat. You rested
your head against the window and closed your eyes down as some tears began to
run down on your cheek. However you opened your eyes once Ricky soon pulled
over and rolled the window down on your side as he leaned over you. “Hey
Gertie, would you like a ride home? Those bags seem heavy.” You couldn’t
actually believe what he just did, and you just wished you’d die when Gertie
and four of her kids climbed inside the back of the car.
“Thank you Ricky. It’s nice to know you remained just as sweet as you used to
be.” Goosebumps ran along your skin as you saw how she gently pinched Ricky’s
cheek but you remained silent as Ricky eventually stepped on the pedal. Ricky
and Gertie both lit a cigarette for themselves, while the kids shifted around
on the backseat.
“How’s your period honey?” You shivered when you heard Gertie’s question and
the way she blew the smoke towards you.
“What’s a period mama?” You heard how one of her kid asked and clang onto the
back of your seat.
“It’s a girly stuff Johnny. But someone who gets pregnant doesn’t have it
anymore.”
“Is she pregnant mama?”
“Oh I’m sure of it Johnny. She’s a witty little slut…but don’t blame yourself
Ricky. You’re just a sweet teen boy, full of hormones, you did what any other
boy would have done. Never feel guilty darling, you have all the rights to get
rid of those needy boy hormones.” You were chewing on the inside of your mouth
and the road home seemed like eternity with that evil woman and her little
monsters at the back of the car. You hated how she was talking so freely about
this front of those kids, how she humiliated you, and on top of all how all
Ricky did was smiling. You couldn’t believe how brainwashed he became
immediately when someone was there to influence him.
 
Once you entered the kitchen you tossed the shopping bags onto the floor as you
glared towards Ricky. “Is that what you think too? That I’m a slut for being
with you?!” You snapped at Ricky, then sighed as he grabbed onto your waist and
put you up onto the kitchen table as he kissed you on the lips. “Why didn’t you
say that horrible woman I’m not a whore. Hm?” You asked as you stroked Ricky’s
cheek, but you cut it off once he grabbed hold of your cheek.
“What does it matter now?” You pouted and looked hurt into his eyes.
“It matters to me. It hurt me. The things she said. Ricky I know you’re way
better than them and that you don’t agree with the things she said…” You
reached out as you gently stroked his cheek, but your face saddened as he let
go of you.
“Make some dinner.”
“I hate her, Ricky. She scares me. You shouldn’t even talk to her!” You gasped
as he slapped you up harsh then grabbed you up from the kitchen table as he
dragged you over to the living room where he shoved you onto the floor.
“You will want to tell me now who I can talk to?”
“No...” You winced when he kicked onto you as you were lying on the floor. You
heard how he undid his belt then soon took it off. First, he didn’t
specifically begin to spank your bum but hit you wherever he could. Soon he
grabbed onto your dress and pulled you onto his lap. You were crying from the
pain, especially how the metal parts of the belt cut up your skin at some
parts. He soon pulled your panties off and began to hit you with the belt on
your ass. You felt how hard he was then you winced as he put his cigarette out
at the lower part of your bare back. “I’m so sorry Ricky, please stop. Please…”
You cried up as he gave you firmer hits with his belt. By the time he finished
blood was oozing out through your wounds on your ass. You cried up as he pushed
you off him, and with a small thudding noise you fell onto the floor.
“Take your clothes off. Come on! Didn’t I just say something?” You moaned from
the pain as you pushed yourself up then after small difficulties you took all
your clothes off. Ricky lit a new cigarette for himself and blew the smoke out
through his nostrils, his nose whistling sounded creepier than cute right then.
You walked up to him slowly, every single step hurt because of the pain you had
all over your body. “Start cooking.” His voice was calmer now but you didn’t
dare to object, you walked out to the kitchen while he leaned against the
kitchen’s door and was staring at you as you were making the dinner. All he did
was having cigarettes one after another and kept staring at you. When you
finished cooking you served it for him however he grabbed onto your wrist just
when you were about to get some for yourself as well, and made you to sit on
his lap. “Feed me.” You saw that he was still angry with you, so you did what
he said without asking questions, or saying no. You sliced up the beef for him
and gently placed a small piece into his mouth, then some green peas with
smashed potato. You held your eyes on him while he was chewing on the food. His
erection poked your ass the whole time, however Ricky just ate as if it wasn’t
even there. As soon as he finished you put the plate into the sink however you
gasped as he grabbed onto your sore ass. “You can do the dishes later….do you
think you’re pregnant?” You closed your eyes down as he grabbed harder onto
your ass which caused you a big pain.
“I-I don’t know Ricky…” You whimpered as he shoved you onto the kitchen floor,
you watched him undressing, how his rock hard penis slapped against his soft
belly looked really hot. He jerked his cock a few times as he was holding his
eyes on you before he eventually got down on top of you and thrust his cock
inside you. It was the same like usually with his firm thrusts however you
looked up at him a little confused as he stopped. It took you a little time
when you began to feel what he was actually doing this time. You held your eyes
on Ricky’s pleased look, and how he was giving out soft whimpers as he was
emptying his bladder inside you, in the end some squirted out of you from the
big amount. No matter how degrading it would have seemed to someone the feeling
and Ricky’s face how much he was enjoying it made your clit to throb fast. As
he pulled his cock out you heard how the warm piss sprayed all over the kitchen
floor then Ricky thrust his cock right back inside you. You moaned how wildly
he was pounding your pussy, some piss still remained inside you what gave a
little splashing sound with each thrust. You held your eyes on Ricky and
watched how his lips and cheek twitched in the moment of his intense orgasm, he
looked so hot when he came hard like that, and just about the same time he did,
you came as well. When he kissed you, you kissed him back deeply and stroked
his pretty light brown hair with some blonde locks in it.
 
When your pregnancy became obvious and soon visible things outside became quite
bad, how people looked at you, how Gertie and anyone she has talked to made
offensive comments about you. Ricky’s father was nice enough to travel down to
Indianapolis, just so you two could have the baby legally, he made it look like
he was living with you at the house, you actually wished he would have. Unlike
all the adults in that town he seemed to be such a nice man. Besides that he
was the first one who didn’t call you a whore but had quite an argument with
Ricky, that how careless he was. When he left and hugged you, you felt like you
were hugged for the first time by someone genuinely good.
 
With the born of your baby, at the same time Ricky’s mother has passed away at
the hospital. It must have been bittersweet for Ricky how his mother has died
on the same day, his son was born. Even so he didn’t even shed a tear but you
saw how it brought him down otherwise. The labor meant to be painful, and the
doctor with the nurses were amazed how well you bore it, if they would have
known what kind of pains you’ve been through they wouldn’t have been surprised
at all. You had good excuses for your bruises and wounds in case doctors or
people asked, but it was the kind of era when people rather stayed out of such
matters. Ricky was way too lost in his thoughts to focus on the baby, he was
physically there but you could see how overwhelmed he looked. And you felt the
same overwhelming feeling. The baby was beautiful, a true little miracle but
the both of you came to realize the consequences what have come after your
actions. You watched as Ricky covered his face and exhaled slowly then ran his
fingers along his locks. “It’ll be okay, Ricky. You’ll keep attending high
school, I’ll take care of our baby...he won’t affect our life badly…” You
whispered as you reached out to gently fondle his cheek. You said that it’d be
okay, however you were scared, you didn’t know how to rise up a baby, you only
knew that you wanted your son’s childhood to be better than yours. You smiled
when Ricky pressed a kiss onto your palm then he eventually put his glasses
back on. “Do you want to hold him?” You asked then gently handled your sleeping
baby into Ricky’s arms. The baby was so quiet the whole time, right after the
labor he cried really loudly but since the nurse has brought him to you he was
sound asleep, as if he was even more exhausted by the labor than you were. He
kicked a little in his sleep as Ricky held onto him carefully. He stroked your
son’s little head, the thin shiny blonde locks of his. It was so calming to see
them front of you. You didn’t wish your parents to be there, they’ve left
Indianapolis a few months earlier anyways, but one thing was for sure you
didn’t miss them.
 
The first month was the worst, even if Dean was really quiet in the hospital
once you took him home, it turned out to be the opposite. You knew that babies
were supposed to cry, but it was just a lot, beside, Dean’s crying was really
loud. Ricky wasn’t taking it well at all, he took his anger out on you whenever
he was woken up by your son’s crying, he’s beaten you up badly many times, and
he’s been smoking even more than usual. You tried your best to calm your son
down, you played with him, rocked him, sang to him, fed him, always made sure
that he had a clean diaper on, but none of it seemed to matter, and because of
Ricky’s worsened manner, the tiring night shifts at work and the continuous
crying you soon fell into an endless looking depression.
 
When your son has turned two months old he’s finally became calmer.
You were downstairs in the living room feeding him, as you didn’t want to wake
Ricky up who was still asleep in your bed. However he soon walked down the
stairs in his white briefs only. God, he looked really handsome. He walked up
to you and sat down on the sofa beside you. “Does it hurt much?” You winced
slightly when Ricky stroked the big dark bruised spot along your shoulder.
“No…well it’s not that bad…” You whispered then bit down on your lip as he
began to press kisses on it.
“Put him down.” You cast your eyes onto Ricky then walked over to the small
wooden playpen where you put Dean down, you pulled your nightgown back however
once you sat down Ricky pulled it apart again. When he pressed his lips around
one of your nipple and began to suck on it, you felt unsure about how it made
you feel like, but as he went on, sucking on your breast and gulping down the
milk you felt how it was actually turning you on. You moaned once he began to
rub your pussy through your panties, you were soon soaking through the texture
because he made you so turned on. You stroked his blonde locks and smiled as he
took your nightgown of before he began to press kisses onto your belly then
lower. You snickered as he tore your panties apart, god was he strong. You
spread your legs and moaned as he licked along your folds. He wasn’t much of a
giver but when he did, that was amazing. You arched your back on the sofa as
Ricky began to suck on your sensitive clit for a while. When he began to eat
you out, his tongue slipping in and out of your hole you began to feel so close
to come, every single touch felt so good. He pressed his tongue against your
clit and began to rub it with the wet surface of his tongue while he was
fingering your wet hole. It was so hot how needily he was humping the sofa
during all this. Your orgasm was intense you moaned up loud, right after that
Ricky crawled on top of you and began to fuck you hard till he came inside you.
 
[The Locomotion by Little Eva being played loud at the Diner]
“Two more extra-large burgers with fries, Bobby.” You said to the chef then
smiled at Peggy as she handled you a bubble gum.
“Where the kids at, hun?” The blonde waitress asked as she blew a big pink
bubble.
“Ricky took them to the zoo.” You began to chew on the gum too and hummed as
you’ve been rather hungry but didn’t have the time to eat just yet.
“Ricky. Ain’t he a sweetheart? I’m telling you girl, you won the lottery with
that boy.” Peggy was a dropout from university, she was really nice and kind to
you, however she tried to flirt with every single man who was above forty. She
probably had daddy issues, but still she was fun to talk to and to work with.
“Yes…he is..” You tried not to show the slight hesitation in your voice. It was
strange, you felt like you were the luckiest to have Ricky as your boyfriend,
because you were in love with him, however the continuous harm and beating he
did to you still made you to think more about it. You tried to use as many make
up to cover up the bruises however some were impossible to cover.
 
[You Don't Own Me by Lesley Gore being played]
“Those two guys over there. Can I go with you when you serve the burgers?
They’re soooo delicious.”
“Peggy! They’re like sixty!” You just laughed though because you’ve gotten used
to Peggy’s taste in men so you just shrugged and picked up the tray, as she
walked up to the table with you. “Here’re your burgers, gentlemen.” They were
in their late fifties, and both of them had hats on, it stating ‘Transport
Inc.’
“Oh my, what a two beautiful birdies, right Fred?” The one with the small beard
said as they checked you two out. Meanwhile Peggy smirked and stepped up to the
thinner one, you felt uncomfortable in the situation. “Would you like to get
back to our trucks, we could take you for a ride, dolls.” You winced as the guy
who’s been speaking slipped his hand onto your thigh and grabbed onto it
however just when you were about to step aside you froze as you heard Ricky,
who’s called your name. You gasped as he firmly grabbed onto your upper arm and
dragged you out of the Diner.
“Is this what you do when I’m not around? You’re being a slut with the
customers?” He hit you hard on the face a few times till you began to back off.
“He was the one who tried to harass me…Ricky please don’t do this…not
here…please let’s go home instead…” You whined as he grabbed firmly onto your
locks then shoved you onto the ground. It wasn’t like you minded where you’d
have been beaten up but you were sure that people were watching, and you were
scared that someone would call the police. He was furious, you could see how
the jealousy completely took his mind. After he’s kicked onto you a few times
he crouched down and began to hit you firmly with his hands. You looked up
panicked when you heard the police’s siren, you just wished he would have
stopped but he continued beating you wherever he reached you with his fist,
even when the two officers grabbed onto him he kicked onto you once. “No…don’t
take him!” You cried out weakly, then began to sob more as they took him inside
the police car. The third officer stayed there and said that you’d need an
ambulance. “I don’t..I don’t need an ambulance!” You snapped back at the
officer then you snuggled to Peggy as she ran out to you. “They took Ricky
away…he…he really didn’t mean to hurt me…he…he just got jealous..” You sobbed
then once the police officer finished interrogating you, you got inside Ricky’s
Mustang. It was hard to walk, besides you felt how your nose was bleeding but
you didn’t care. Dean and Mary-Anne were thankfully asleep in the backseat. You
drove home fast then as you changed your clothes and took care of your bruises
with the make-up, you drove up to the house you never wanted to go to, but as
you were still only seventeen you knew you’d need an adult to help getting
Ricky out of the police station. You tried to ignore Gertie’s never ending
blaming and shouting at you, how it was all your fault, but you just knew you
needed her right then. Ricky’s father was living way too far and you didn’t
want Ricky to stay a single night at the station. Your plan worked mainly
because of Gertie’s speech to the officers, and because of the lies you said.
 
You picked Mary-Anne into your arms while Dean got out of the car. You winced
as Ricky harshly slammed the door of his car then strutted inside the house.
After you’ve left the kids in their room you walked over to the bedroom where
Ricky was sitting at the edge of the bed. You stepped up to him then sat down
beside him. “I’m so sorry Ricky…I felt so horrible when the police arrived.”
You pressed kisses onto his cheek then his temple, you wrapped your arms gently
around him.
“They took mugshots of me, like I’d be some criminal…”
“You’re not…I’m so sorry…I swear I would never even think about flirting with
any other man. Those two pigs, they were harassing us.”
“I believe you. However they surely weren’t harassing Peggy, that one is a
filthy whore.”
“Please don’t do such thing again, I don’t want to lose you…what would I do
without you? What would the kids do without you?” You stroked his puffed out
cheeks till you eventually sat onto his lap began to make out with him. Your
chest still hurt from the fresh bruises, but none of the abuses of Ricky
mattered, you felt like you wouldn’t even be able to breathe without him. You
cried quietly as he whispered a ‘thank you’ then carefully pushed you onto the
bed under him. You returned his deep kiss while he pulled your panties off and
soon thrust his hard cock inside you.
“Is the baby okay?” You nodded with a bittersweet smile as he stroked the small
bump on your stomach. Your stomach had several bruises too, from the way he’s
kicked you earlier on at the Diner. However you wore your loosest dress to the
police station so no one would have seen that you’re pregnant. You felt like
that information would have worked against Ricky. “I’ve gotten so angry, to see
anyone else’s filthy hand on you. You’re only mine, right?”
“Yes, Ricky.” You whispered into his ear and stroked his soft locks. “I love
you so much Ricky.” You moaned as he began to pound inside you harder, you
slipped your fingertips along his smooth back, then you pulled him even deeper
inside you as you held onto his pretty ass. You arched your back as he was
fucking you so wild, god if you loved one thing about him was that he’s been so
horny all the time. He sometimes talked to you how he got so many rejections or
ignorance from girls, you could only imagine how sexually frustrated he must
have been. You dig your fingers into his locks, he rested his forehead against
your shoulder till he eventually came deep inside you. As he remained on top of
you, you fondled his back gently. Why were you still there? Why did you still
love Ricky after all the things he’s done? You couldn’t tell, maybe or probably
others wouldn’t understand, especially not why didn’t you leave him at the
station, but even if life with him wasn’t easy you felt way too attached and in
love with him, no matter what kind of things he did to you.
 
[The Twist by Chubby Checker being played on the portable radio]
When Ricky began to feed you with the grape you couldn’t help but giggle, how
sweet he was, then after the last grape, he gave you a passionate kiss. You
both were leaned on your elbow as you were lying on the blanket. That afternoon
at the Brookside Park was idyllic unlike what was about to come. You were in
your eighth month with your third baby; the pregnancy was the most unbearable
so far with lot of puking, stomach ache and fainting however your doctor said
it probably was only because of stress, so you ignored it. You blushed how
Ricky hovered over you and began to kiss your neck and shoulder longingly.
“How are my beauties?” You grinned as he stroked your big belly before he
kissed it.
“Quite hungry actually.” You smiled against his sweet kiss then smiled as he
pulled out the jar of chocolate cookies from the basket then began to feed you
from it.
“Dean! Easy there! I’m not sure your sis likes it when you pull her hair!” You
shouted at your four year old son who was running around with Mary-Anne,
sometimes pulling on her hair. Dean looked exactly like his father, he even had
the same branded black glasses, blonde locks, pudgy cheek, dark brown eyes, the
same cute wide nose.
“Off your mother duties for today. They’re kids, they’ll be fine.” Ricky
whispered into your ear and lightly bit onto your neck. “You should only focus
on me. Soon to be Mrs. Hobbs.” You giggled then pulled him down for a deep
kiss, you blushed as his hand ran up under your flower patterned dress. You bit
onto your lower lip as he rubbed his crotch against your pussy, then smiled as
he slipped his hand down. “Wow…you-you’re soaking wet…” You looked a bit
confused at Ricky however as you glanced down at the slowly soaking blanket
under you, you looked up at him a little panicked.
“That’s my water…you need to take me to the hospital.”
 
It was suspicious how they didn’t bring your daughter back to you, she has born
a month earlier than expected, but you heard of such cases and one month wasn’t
such a long time. You were left alone for quite a while; you didn’t know
whether the nurses told anything to Ricky who was waiting outside with the
kids. Once you were in your room Ricky walked inside with the kids, Mary-Anne
in his arms. The fact hit you in the face, you felt horrible when they told
that your newborn daughter had brain damage, and it was most likely for her to
have difficulties in her life. The doctor said maybe she won’t be able to move,
or her brain won’t function like other kids’. You were in tears and Ricky was
angry, mostly to himself, however when the nurse brought Susie out to you on
the next day, she didn’t seem different at all, she was really pretty, she
looked a lot like you. Unlike Dean and Mary-Anne who looked similar to Ricky,
this little girl resembled to you.
She’s became Ricky’s favourite, during the years it seemed to be his mission to
make her healthy again. Susie needed longer time to learn how to crawl, how to
walk but by the age of three she managed to walk nicely. But no matter how much
you’ve been talking to her, tried every single method she couldn’t talk, and
couldn’t do basic things on her own. But you didn’t let this bring you down.
Despite of Susie’s state and the extra caring she needed Ricky got his high
school diploma and began to study at the Indiana University on Mathematics
degree.
 
[Be my baby by The Ronettes playing muffled in the background]
The Drive-in movie was full, mostly with young guys and girls like you and
Ricky, but you were quite sure you were the only ones who had three kids at the
back of their car and one on its way as you were pregnant, again. No one was
really watching the film, except for those few geeks or the little amount of
old couples in the first rows, but at the back where you were parked down,
couples either were having fun, or some guys were just chilling, having drinks.
As a matter of fact Ricky was way too drunk too, since he entered the legal age
to drink he’s been having a lot of beer.
“I want you.” Goosebumps ran along your skin when Ricky whispered against your
neck, meanwhile he placed his hand onto your thigh.
“Right now?” You asked as you glanced back at the kids, but you yelped quietly
when Ricky pushed you down on the front seat. He didn’t seem to care much as in
the next moment he hovered over you and rolled up your red dress.
“Daddy? What are you doing?” Dean asked as he leaned over and held onto the
front seat.
“Just watch the damn movie, Dean!” Ricky quickly unzipped his pants and in the
next moment he thrust his cock inside you. You wrapped your legs around him and
tried to muffle your moans how good it was. However you felt so guilty and
horrible that Ricky made you to do it there, where your kids were.
“Daddy…what are you doing?!” Dean asked curiously as he pulled on Ricky’s
shirt.
“Fucking your mother. Fuck..if you can’t shut up just get out of the car.” You
saw how Mary-Anne was peeking too but eventually they got out of the car, Dean
held onto Susie’s hand as they got out then shut the door.
“Don’t go too far!” You shouted after them but Ricky’s kiss distracted your
attention quite much. You kissed him back deeply, his warm tongue felt so good
inside your mouth. He slipped his hand under your dress as he held onto your
breast firmly. The blue Mustang was rocking back and forth from the intense
pounding of Ricky. He soon pulled your dress apart and began to suck on one of
your nipples. It was cute how both of your glasses steamed up so Ricky soon
took them off you. “I’m in love with your eyes, no one has such dark eyes like
yours.” You mumbled against Ricky’s wet lips before he kissed you wildly, he
sucked on your lower lip then began to leave bite marks all over your neck and
shoulder. You felt the intense tingling feeling and how your muscles down there
were tightening up as you came against his cock. Ricky cussed as he felt how
you came and he only needed a few more hard thrusts till he came inside you.
You stroked his sweaty locks then pressed some kisses onto his cheek as he was
still on top of you. You grinned as he hiccupped then you helped him to sit
back up. Once you adjusted your clothes you got out of the car to bring the
kids back.
 
“Hey, what are you up to down there guys?” You spotted them soon beside some
bushes as Dean and Marry-Anne were holding wooden sticks in their hands, while
Susie was sitting in the grass.
“We found a trapped fox.” Dean said with the same coldness on his face his
father had many times.
“And Dean said we should kill it.” Mary-Anne added with a grin as she poked the
trapped animal with her stick. Her messy blond locks reached down till her
knees.
“Are you out of your mind?” You snapped at the two and quickly grabbed the
sticks out of their hands as you tossed them away. You cast your eyes onto the
hurt fox, stuck in a trap, and felt sick at the view of its wounds. “It is
wrong! You can’t hurt animals or people! Did you understand?!” You snapped at
them then once you picked Susie up into your arms you grabbed onto Dean and
Mary-Anne’s hands as you were dragging them after you. “I’m not sure your dad
would tolerate this kind of behavior!” Once you opened the car’s door Dean and
his sister reluctantly got inside the car, then you put Susie down beside them.
You often kept quiet about the things they did but this was too much and you
felt like that Ricky needed to know, but not that night as he was so wasted you
had to drive to your house. Once you helped Ricky up to your bedroom you walked
over to the kids’ bedroom and called Dean and Mary-Anne to yourself. “Won’t you
even say sorry? Don’t you feel it was wrong what you did?” You sighed as Mary-
Anne apologized in a whiny manner, but at least she did. You ran your eyes on
her dirty cheek and hands, her messy tangled locks, no matter how many times
you sent her to take a shower she always looked like a beggar’s child. “Dean.
Won’t you say sorry?” Unlike his sister Dean’s blonde locks were shiny like his
fathers, he was clean, but his expressions were more upsetting. Maybe his
sister was cocky but at least she showed remorse or emotions, unlike to her
brother. “Dean…didn’t you hear me?!” You asked as you held your eyes on his
dark ones through the glasses. You sighed as he didn’t say a word then once you
told a short tale to Susie and tucked her in you walked over to your bedroom.
 
“Where were you?”
“With your kids.” You said with a forced smile however you rushed over to the
bed as Ricky was very pale and helped him to sit up on the bed. You looked away
as he right away threw up on the floor, but you gently held onto his forehead
as he seemed too weak to hold himself. You fondled his back as he kept throwing
up, then once he stopped you stroked his hot cheek as he rested his head on
your shoulder. “We’ll go and take a shower, okay sweetie?” You asked as you ran
your fingers along his short sweaty locks.
“I—I need—a—a cigarette.” You huffed and shook your head slightly but as you
reached over to the bedside table you soon placed one between his lips, and lit
it for him.
“Just lean on me, okay?” You grimaced as it wasn’t possible to walk around the
mess so you both stepped into it, but you calmed yourself that you’ll wash it
off yourself soon and you’ll clean up the floor. It wasn’t the easiest to carry
him to the bathroom, he was tall, and he wasn’t fat but wasn’t thin either so
it was hard but once you placed him in the bath tub you felt relieved. You took
his messy pyjama off him before you turned on the shower. “Do you feel better
now?” You asked as you pressed some kisses onto his soft cheek, and smiled as
he nodded. Soon you got inside the tub beside him too and gently washed the
mess off him and yourself.
 
You weren’t sure what to think about Ricky’s reaction about how his kids
treated that trapped animal, how he said they were just playing. It was more
than that, especially with Dean, however you didn’t want to push the subject
too much. Maybe you were the one who overreacted it.
 
[It's My Party by Lesley Gore being played loud in the speakers]
The local fair seemed to be a good idea to spend the Sunday afternoon there
after you’ve been to church with Ricky and the kids. You were low on money and
the fair was for free, so you thought the kids would like it. You let the kids
to go off except for Susie, you just didn’t trust your kids too much, they did
dangerous things, they’ve been caught by neighbors a few times as they were
climbing up on utility poles, or how they were playing on railroads. You let
them out to play in the afternoons, no matter if you scolded them they always
ended up in some kind of trouble.
“Do you want some ice cream Susie?” You stroked Susie’s hair then picked her up
in your arms as you gently wiped the saliva from her cheek and chin. “I think
it’d be nice sweetheart, maybe a vanilla one?” You bought one for her and it
was something bright to see how Susie smiled up and carefully began to lick the
cone of vanilla. You saw how Ricky was sipping on a beer while he was smoking
beside Gertie. You still hated that woman and her kids, but you just forced a
smile on your face when she glanced at you. You watched all the couples
together having fun, but you could see on Ricky he wasn’t too fond of the
event, even after the years he still remained socially awkward. You walked
along the fair then once Susie finished with her ice cream you let her to walk
beside you as you held onto her hand. You had no idea what made you to walk
farther from the crowd, maybe it was an inner instinct.
 
“…show me your cunt…” “..and if I won’t?” “..you all talkin’ big M.A. then show
me what a big girl you are…” You quickened your steps as you recognized
Johnny’s and your daughter’s voice. Your eyes widened from what you saw how
Mary-Anne was standing in only her panties front of Johnny meanwhile Dean was
sitting nearby and watched them while he was smoking. You frowned as Johnny
touched your daughter between her legs, then how she spat onto his face, but
just when he slapped Mary-Anne up you reached up there.
“How dare you lay a finger on my daughter? Huh?!” You slapped Johnny up harshly
before you grabbed onto his cheek. “If you ever go near my daughter I’ll make
sure you’ll end up locked up in jail for molesting my underage daughter. Do you
hear me Johnny?!” You were about to slap him once more, you felt incredibly
angry, you’d have been if your daughter wouldn’t have protested, but you were
especially furious as she didn’t seem to want any of it. Not to mention your
anger how Dean was smoking. However just before you could have hit Johnny your
hand was grabbed.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” You shot a hateful look at Gertie and pulled
your hand out of her grip.
“Your sick son was just about to abuse my daughter!” You snapped back at her
and glanced at Ricky who walked up to you too.
“Oh yeah? Then why is it only your daughter who’s without her clothes? I know
my Johnny wouldn’t do such a thing. But your daughter is clearly like you, just
a cheap whore, but she won’t ruin my Johnny’s life, the way you ruined this
sweet boy’s life!” You gasped as she referred to Ricky and stroked his cheek.
“If I were a man, I’d have beaten the crap out of you! But if you ever dare to
hit any of my children I’ll kill you.” You didn’t show your fear, but your
anger as you glared back at Gertie then watched as she walked off with her son.
 
When you got back home Ricky grabbed onto Mary-Anne’s and your hair as he
dragged you with him, down to the basement of the house.
“I didn’t do anything daddy! Johnny made me to take my clothes off. He wanted
to have sex with me, but I ..I wouldn’t let him!” Mary-Anne cried how she was
shoved onto the ground.
“Can’t you see that sick monstrous woman was lying?! How she’s leading you! I
was there! Johnny tried to abuse our daughter, you can’t punish us for their
crime…” You hissed when Ricky slapped you up firmly. “Ricky..Ricky please hurt
me, but not Mary-Anne…please..” You snuggled to him and pressed kisses onto his
cheek but soon you’ve got a big punch from him.
“Clothes off! The both of you!” You undressed shaking from fear while you held
your eyes on your daughter who was crying panicked.
“It’s okay sweetie, I’m here..” You whispered as you walked over to her and
stroked her cheek.
“On your knees!” You saw how Dean slowly walked down at the stairs then sat
down on it as he was peeking down on what was happening. You wanted to stop
Ricky, but you knew him well enough that protest will result in only worse
punishment. You held onto your daughter’s hand once Ricky began to hit the both
of you with his belt.
“I—I’m so sorry daddy…I’m so sorry…” You felt how your heart was breaking and
the hits Mary-Anne got were way more painful to you than the ones you’ve
gotten.
“Say it that you’re a slut. Say it!” Ricky snapped at your daughter and gave
her harder hits.
“I…I’m a slut…” Mary-Anne said on a veiled voice, she sobbed panicked as Ricky
grabbed her up from the ground then tied her wrists together with the belt. You
watched as Ricky pushed her on her back then gasped as he kicked onto her
crotch. You were in deep pain too but you got up to stop him however Ricky
shoved you onto the floor as well. He’s kicked the both of you, then once he
finished he just walked up the stairs taking Dean with him before he’s locked
the basement’s door. “I’m sorry mum, I’m so sorry…”
“Sshhh…you did nothing wrong sweetie..” You hugged her fragile body to yourself
and stroked her hair. “I’m sorry darling…I’m so sorry that you had to gone
through all this…but it’s over now…we’re gonna leave. We’re gonna get out of
this rotten place, this rotten town…everything will be fine honey.” You stroked
her red cheek and rocked her gently. For the night you remained locked up.
 
[Runaway by Del Shannon being played muffled in the kitchen]
In the morning for your biggest surprise Dean unlocked the door. You had to
carry Mary-Anne because of her pain and bleeding she wasn’t able to get on her
feet. You walked quietly past Ricky’s room, you saw the empty glasses around
his bed and how he was snoring you were sure he drank a lot at night. You put a
dress on Mary-Anne then in a hurry you packed up all your things in a suitcase.
“You all need to be really quiet.” You whispered then once Dean picked Susie up
into his arms, you carried Mary-Anne and the suitcase as you walked downstairs
then out to Ricky’s car. You turned on the engine, then cussed panicked as you
saw Ricky in the window, you quickly stepped onto the pedal and you thankfully
were already far enough from the house once your husband ran outside to the
street. “Everything will be alright now kids…it’ll be alright…” You whispered
as tears began to roll down all over your cheek.
 
Once you parked down at the house of Ricky’s father, you glanced back at the
backseat where all your kids were fast asleep. When Ricky’s father opened the
door you hugged him tight as you broke out into tears. You put Dean on the bed,
then once you changed Susie’s diaper, you began to take care of Mary-Anne’s
wounds. After that you brought her upstairs as well then put her in the bed
before you walked back to Ricky’s father.
“Did my son do all this to you?” You saw how his face was saddened but full of
anger as well.
“Yes…” You answered quietly as you held your eyes on him.
“Why did you marry him? Why did you stay with him?”
“I—I know people say there’s always another choice but I felt like there was
none…I fell in love with him, Mr. Hobbs…and I was really young…my parents threw
me out of their flat. I had nowhere to go…Ricky has always been hurting me, but
I just couldn’t get rid of the feelings I still had for him. No matter if he
has beaten me up, I loved him. I felt like the kids need him…and how would have
people looked at me once I’d have left him. Everyone nearby us, especially that
horrible woman, Gertie believes that Ricky is a saint…if I’d have managed to
leave him, to divorce him, I’d have been an outcast…besides I don’t have the
money…I absolutely depend on him…I tried to ignore the abuses, and tried to
only focus on the good times…but what he did last night…that was just too much.
I can’t let my kids to suffer because of my love for him.” You felt relieved
that you could tell him that, and tell him many other things, and for the first
time in your life you felt real safety.
 
[Tutti Frutti by Little Richard being played on the radio]
“Look at your sister dancing…” You giggled as Susie was dancing in the middle
of the living room, she was so cute in her blue summer dress. Mr. Hobbs soon
joined her and began to dance with her. “Come on, dance with them Dean.” You
said as you were knitting a cardigan but grinned as Dean just snuggled to you
and held his eyes on them. “Well, someone’s shy…” You whispered to him but
eventually pressed a peck onto the top of his head. Few weeks have passed since
you’ve left Denny Street but Mary-Anne still limped due to the serious bruises
on her, however even she looked way happier. “Do you want some lemonade?” You
put the knitting tools aside as everyone said yes, so you walked out to the
kitchen. You hummed along the song as you were squeezing the lemons; however
you stopped once there was a knock on the door. “I’ll get that.” You wiped your
hands in the kitchen cloth then walked over to the door however once you opened
it you were startled and you felt how your heart was about to jump out of its
place. “Go away Ricky…please..” You backed off however Ricky stepped after you
as he held a bouquet of roses out to you.
“Let me talk to you. I miss you so much, I miss the kids. Let me see them.” You
bit onto your lower lip as he slipped his arm around your waist but you just
pushed him off and walked inside.
“Daddy!” You sighed how Dean excitedly ran up to Ricky who picked him up with a
grin.
“Hey buddy, look what I got you…” You huffed as Ricky handled a toy pistol to
Dean but you decided to remain quiet.
“This is so cool daddy! Can we go with you?” You hated the situation,
everything was nice till he was away but you felt the same darkness and
depression falling onto you as soon as he entered the house. He didn’t have
much time to talk to you as his father dragged him outside to the backyard; you
heard how he was shouting at him. Meanwhile you walked back to Mary-Anne who
seemed to be terrified. You just hugged her gently and stroked her hair.
 
[Earth Angel by Marvin Berry & The Starlighters being played on the radio]
You held more onto Mary-Anne once Ricky walked inside the living room and he
crouched down to you two.
“I’m sorry about what happened darling, but it’ll be different this time. I’ve
got a well-paying job at a company. It’ll be all fine now. Look what I brought
you M.A.” You watched as Ricky pulled out a bracelet from his pocket then
placed it onto your daughter’s wrist. You watched how Ricky hugged Susie and
spun her around playfully what made her to chuckle. However you just got up
from the sofa and asked him to come to the kitchen with you.
“Do you think I trust you?! After all the things you’ve done to us!”
“I’ve changed.”
“No! You didn’t! I know you too well Ricky! I know as soon as we’d go back with
you it’d start all over again!”
You frowned as he grabbed onto your waist then pushed you against the kitchen
counter.
“I could have put charges against you for stealing my car! And for taking my
kids away!”
“And I could have put charges against you how you beat your daughter up so
badly she barely even can walk.” You snapped back at him but sighed as he
leaned in and began to press kisses onto your neck.
“I---I was drunk, okay? I would never hurt our kids. I want a fresh start for
us.” You looked up at him, you had mixed feelings, you hated him for what he’s
done to Mary-Anne, but no matter how crazy it sounded you were still so madly
in love with him.
“I hate you Ricky…” You whimpered as tears ran down on your cheek and pulled
him in for a deep kiss, you slipped your fingers along his locks and inhaled in
his cologne mixed with smoke. You missed his scent how his kisses, touches
felt. He wrapped his arms more around you and pressed more kisses onto your
neck and lips.
“I never want to lose you ever again. I thought I was going insane on my own.”
“You won’t..” You whispered against his lips and muffled your crying as he
kissed you on the lips, you let him pick you up into his arms as he carried you
out to the small garden of the house, where he pushed you down onto the grass.
“I love you. I always will.” You held onto him once he unzipped his pants and
thrust himself inside you as he pushed your panties aside.
“You can’t hurt the kids…promise me Ricky…promise..” You said as you cupped his
cheek then let go of him as he promised then began to fuck you hard against the
grass. You panted how harsh he was being with you, it hurt. But thankfully he
came quickly inside you.
 
You were packing up slowly, you saw on Mary-Anne how she didn’t want to come at
all, however you loved Ricky you were determined to report if he’d hit any of
your kids ever again, but you really wished he’d not do such thing again. Once
they all got inside the car you remained on the porch with Ricky’s father and
hugged him tight to yourself.
“Call me if you need anything, any help…alright?”
“I will, Mr. Hobbs…Thank you for everything…” You walked over to the car and
got inside the passenger’s seat while you were waiting for Ricky to join too.
 
[Easy To Be Hard by Three Dog Night being played on the car’s radio]
 
Once Ricky stepped on the pedal you glanced back at the kids, Dean and Susie
seemed to be excited however you saw how scared Mary-Anne was how she held her
weary eyes on her grandfather, you somehow felt that she will want to escape to
him and you didn’t plan on stopping her from that, once she’d be strong enough
to leave.
“Daddy’s so happy that we’ll be a big happy family again. If any of you kids
would ever try to escape like your mum did, you know that I’d have to put you
into juvie, right?” You saw how Mary-Anne took it on herself and stared in fear
at Ricky who lit a cigarette for himself.
“They won’t..why would they?” You said to Ricky with a forced smile as you
pressed some kisses onto his cheek. You held your eyes on his as he slipped his
hand under your dress and palmed your cunt.
“And this..it belongs only to me, so as you.” You wiped the few tears off from
your cheek and nodded with the same forced smile on your face as you leaned
over and snuggled up to Ricky. “We’ll be a very happy family.”
 
You never became a happy family. Things have gotten worse as you moved back
with Ricky, he has been taking his anger out on you and Mary-Anne daily, but
after a few more months he’s deceased in lung cancer. You’ve left that area for
good once you’ve sold the house and moved in to his father’s house where
everything began to happen the way they should have. Your forth baby, William
was born completely healthy thankfully. Your wounds were slowly fading away,
however the scars in your soul weren’t healing so easily. Sometimes you still
walked out to the Washington Park East Cemetery, putting some flowers onto
Ricky’s grave. Whenever you felt like you missed him, you made those thoughts
to go away as you looked at your kids, that how happy they were, the kind of
happiness they never had when you were living with Ricky Hobbs.
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