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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_Male_Character(s), Original_Female
      Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Unrequited_Crush, Crush_at_First_Sight, Teen_Crush, Underage_Smoking,
      Underage_Kissing, Underage_Sex, Underage_Drinking, Kissing, Sexual
      Assault, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Semi-Public_Sex, Psychological_Torture,
      Emotional/Psychological_Abuse, Mental_Health_Issues, Stockholm_Syndrome,
      Rope_Bondage, Discipline, Vaginal_Sex, Vaginal_Fingering, Humiliation,
      High_School, Original_Character(s), Swearing, Drinking, Spanking,
      Bruises, Choking, Threats, Falling_In_Love, Teen_Pregnancy, Pregnancy,
      Angst, Original_Character_Death(s), Watersports, Torture, Flirting, Oral
      Sex, Loss_of_Virginity, Marriage, Broken_Bones, Fights, Children, Blood,
      Captivity, Sad, Bittersweet_Ending
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-01-14 Words: 11676
****** Ultraviolence ******
by StilesHale91
Notes
     Read tags first!!!
     FC of Ricky Hobbs (in case someone didn't see the film) : http://
     68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5k8kceATO1r1r088o2_250.gif (Evan Peters)
     FC of Dominik (original character) : http://www.thefashionisto.com/
     wp-content/uploads/2009/12/tomasz1.jpg (Tomasz Pastyrczak)
You were taking in deep breaths, trying to forget about what you left behind,
who you left behind. New York wasn’t just a city of the many you’ve been living
at, but a place where you had friends, where all your classmates were sweet,
without any exception. The city was modern, you had so much fun, even when you
were just strolling along the streets with your friends. Of course even there,
where barely anyone from the district were attending the church, on every
single Sunday you attended the mass with your parents, but nothing managed to
darken your mood there. You loved that city, you just didn’t get your parents’
worry and how they said the city and your school were full of unholy people.
For you none of them seemed to be unholy, but what did they exactly mean? Maybe
anyone who were even a little different from them.
“Aren’t you going to be late from school?” You dropped your spoon into the
bowl, as your mother’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you quickly
glanced up at the clock on the wall.
“Sorry mum.” You replied quickly then after you washed the dishes, you ran
outside, a sigh leaving your mouth as you missed the school bus. You arrived to
Indianapolis a day ago, so your parents didn’t manage to settle everything just
yet, such as telling your address to be added to the list of the kids who were
needed to be picked up by the school bus. You still had some time, as you
really didn’t want to be late from your first day at school you began to run.
 
This school was different than the one at New York, you weren’t sure if you
hated it already or just felt neutral about it, but you weren't fond of it
that’s for sure. After your lessons ended you walked down the main stairs, you
watched the ones who were getting up on the school bus with slight envy, but at
least you didn’t have to run like in the morning. However your mood changed
once you cast your eyes at a guy. He was chatting with some of his friends, all
of them, including him, seemed to be seniors or at least 1-2 years older than
you. He was really handsome, but you were sure someone as good looking as him
probably had a girlfriend, even if he didn’t, he surely wouldn’t have been
interested in a fifteen year old girl. But looking wasn’t forbidden so you
decided to stay for a while longer. You ran your eyes on his weary but cool
jacket then jeans, before you cast your eyes back on his face, it was cute how
he smiled or laughed, however he blurred out of your sphere when someone
stepped up to you.
“Hey, you’re new here, right? I’m Ricky. Ricky Hobbs.” You diverted your look
up to the boy who began to talk to you.
“Yes....I am…” You peeked aside then sighed a little as you saw how the
handsome boy wasn’t there anymore; he drove away from the school along with his
friends. So far you didn’t pay much attention to Ricky but after that you
focused your attention back at him, and introduced yourself as well.
“Where did you come from?” You watched him as he lit a cigarette; he didn’t
seem to be older than you, so you found it a little strange how openly he dared
to smoke.
“New York….” Even saying the name of the city caused you pain and homesickness.
“Wow, that’s a big city, eh?”
“Yes…..bigger than this town.” You felt happy that someone finally talked to
you for the first time that day but still there was something in the air what
you felt about Ricky, you couldn’t explain to yourself but there was something
off about him. However you let go of that feeling, as you probably behaved so
distant due to your homesickness and how you missed your old friends.
“I didn’t see you at the church, so you just arrived yesterday?” You nodded to
his question while you held your eyes on his half rimmed black glasses, then
his dark pair of eyes. You coughed a bit as he blew out the smoke. “Well, guess
I’ll see you around tomorrow then.” You nodded then once you said him goodbye
you began to walk home. Halfway on the road you felt how a car slowed down
beside you, you cast your eyes on the light blue Mustang and soon Ricky leaned
out the window. “You want a ride?”
“No…thank you, I’m fine…I need a little walk.” You said as you already
continued walking while Ricky was driving slowly beside you.
“You sure?” You quickly nodded as you looked at him. “O-okay, but anytime you
need a ride, just tell me.” You breathed up a little relieved once he drove
away. It wasn’t his fault, and you actually felt guilty right after he drove
away. You just felt like still half of you were in New York, and you didn’t
really accept yet where you were. You tried to be stubborn, as if it’d have
changed on anything, as if like that you could have go back or something like
that. However you knew that life was left in the past, and it was time to move
on. You couldn’t grieve over your past life for good, you just had to let go
off it. You knew it was for the best to make new friends, and Ricky was really
friendly and nice to you, so you actually couldn’t wait for the next day. You
just hoped he’d not be upset about your cold behavior towards him. He wasn’t
really your type, but he was nice and for friends looks didn’t matter to you.
“Where were you?” Your dad asked as you entered the house, the stink of alcohol
immediately hit you, but you tried to ignore it.
“In school....mum didn’t arrange the bus for me. I had to walk home on foot.”
You watched as he got up from the table, he wasn’t the kind of man who drunk
then beat up everyone, he was rather a calm, even melancholic type of drinker,
but still you didn’t like seeing him in such a state.
“Wash your hands then do your homework.”
“Yes dad.” You said as you began to walk towards your bedroom in the ground
floor house. You knew they were having financial problems, it was good that
your mum got a sewing job, but it’s been always hard for your dad to find or
remain for longer periods at a workplace.
 
After you’ve finished all your homework, and the household chores you were
supposed to do you lay on your back then hugged your teddy bear tight to
yourself, it was a gift from one of your best friend. You couldn’t help but cry
as you thought about her then all the others, however you wished to forget
about them or move on it wasn’t working. You knew that you had to give time to
yourself, and also that nights were the worse usually, when it came to illness
or sadness, maybe as the fatigue brought the worst out of people. You winced as
you heard the door being shut, then how your mother and father began to argue
loudly, physically they never fought, but the words sometimes hurt better than
a slap. You clang tighter onto your teddy bear then eventually cried yourself
to sleep.
 
Things didn’t change much on the second day either, groups were already formed
in your class, after all they had already one year behind them at the
institution, so of course friendships were made. They didn’t bully you, but
couldn’t be said they were friendly either, apart from some necessary words
none of your classmates talked to you. You heard them whispering about New
York, also that they weren’t on a good opinion about the place either, just
like your parents. You wondered how they knew; maybe your headmaster told them
before the day you arrived. You were in a rather bad mood the whole day, but
you had a little smile appearing on your face when you spotted Ricky waving at
you once you left the institution.
“Hey, how was school today?”
“Hmmm what can I say? Not the best, but guess I need some time to fit in.” You
ran your eyes on his outfit, the beige pants, the light coloured short sleeved
shirts, it wasn’t like that boy’s jeans and cool jacket at all, but honestly
you couldn’t judge clothing, as you had an old blue dress on you with flower
patterns at its waist, however their colour faded from the lot of washing.
“It’s not that hard to fit in, and you’ll attend the church too, so it’ll be
fine. I really want to give you a ride though today, I saw you live in the same
street as I do, just a couple of houses away.” He probably saw the surprised
look on your face so he continued. “I just saw you from my window as you walked
past our house. It’s on North Denny Street…309.”
“Oh, I see. That’s close indeed.” You smiled up at him, as he lit a cigarette.
“That’d be really nice of you to drive me home then, we’re at number 318.” He
smiled down at you quite excitedly that you went along with the invitation so
you two walked up to his Mustang and you got inside. He turned on the radio
before he stepped on the gas pedal.
[I've Been Loving You Too Long - Otis Redding being played on the radio]
“You can turn down the window.” You did after he said that then cast your eyes
out on the road, the houses. “After the mass it’d be nice to meet your parents.
You know it’s a little, sort of community so it’s nice to know everyone.” Ricky
said as he blew the smoke out through his nostrils slowly before he cast his
eyes at you once he stopped by a red light. “I’d like to introduce my mother
too, but she’s in hospital for a while now, and my dad left us.”
“I’m sorry Ricky….but….yes…of course…I’m sure they’ll like you.” You added, and
would have found such request a little odd from your New York friends but this
wasn’t New York indeed, felt more like a village than even a town to you. “So
you’re living on your own?”
“Yes, I’m taking care of myself, but I’ve grown used to it.”
“That’s really mature of you. Your mother must be proud, I’m sure of it.” He
really was a nice boy and you hoped your words meant a little comfort to him.
“Thank you, no one really cares, but it’s nice from you.” You winced slightly
when he placed his hand onto your and stroked it but soon he focused back on
the road, and soon parked down front of your house. “Here we are then…I’ll see
you on Sunday then.”
“Thank you for the ride, Ricky…and sure, see you at church.” You added before
you got out of his car then waved to him before you walked back inside the
house. Your father was sleeping on the couch, so you walked on tip toes till
you entered your room.
 
Your Friday afternoon and night was spent with studying, so you could do what
you wanted on Saturday, however you didn’t have much plan for the day. In the
morning you helped with the household chores and bought the necessary food you
needed, then once you finished cooking for dinner you left the house. You were
just walking along the street, then as you reached to a park you smiled up
bright as soon as you spotted the handsome male you’ve seen earlier on at your
school. If it wouldn’t have been enough he actually walked up to you. “Hello,
you’re the girl from New York, right?”
“Hi….oh gosh…so everyone is talking about it now?”
“No worries, I don’t judge, not like all these holy rollers.” He snorted then
smiled down at you. “I’m Dominik, which very ironically means ‘Belonging to the
Lord’.” You couldn’t help but snicker along with him, he reminded you of those
happy times back at New York, he really was nothing like the other people in
this town. You introduced yourself to him before you followed him inside the
little store where he bought some cokes.
[ (You're The) Devil in Disguise - Elvis Presley - playing muffled in the
store]
You sat down on the warm pavement with him and gulped some down from the drink,
it’s been weeks since you drank such, it felt nice and sweet, also cooling on
that hot day. “So, what on Earth made you to leave an awesome city like New
York? I mean, were you having a fever to make such decision or…?” You giggled
as he was really cute then you just sighed a bit sadly.
“It wasn’t my decision, I would have stayed. But mum and dad couldn’t afford
the rent any longer, moreover they’re the ones who fit into this neighborhood
perfectly, they didn’t like it in New York, no matter that I did.” You puffed
your cheeks out a bit then sipped from the coke.
“Shame, but there’s one good thing about it though.”
“What?”
“That now a real great girl is living in this town.” You blushed a little from
his comment, however he didn’t make any intense eye contact with you, nor any
kind of further flirting. He could be stereotyped as a real bad man just
because of the way he dressed, but he behaved like a gentleman to you the whole
afternoon, not taking any advantage of his age or height. It was nice talking
to him, about bands, movies, his plans about leaving this place once he’d
graduate and move to either New York or Los Angeles, you felt the same urge to
leave this place behind but you had more years ahead of you till the end of
your high school studies. He walked till the corner of the street with you, and
as you were talking to him, you spotted Ricky on the porch of his house. He
noticed you as well, and with a loud thudding noise he shut the door behind
himself as he entered the house.
“I guess I won’t see you at church then tomorrow.”
“No way, uh-ah, not a chance.” You smiled at Dominik and he soon returned it.
“Take care.” He said with seriousness in his voice then you hurried along the
street till your house. You wondered about Ricky. He acted rather strange,
maybe he didn’t like Dominik, or the fact that he walked you home. You smiled
to yourself though, that the most handsome boy in the high school spent his
afternoon with you. It was your first teenage crush and he met up to all your
expectations.
 
Dominik indeed didn’t come to the church, but you saw Ricky, he didn’t seem to
be angry, so you felt relieved, you didn’t want to lose his friendship, he was
a kind boy. Once the mass has ended Ricky headed up to you and your parents.
You could see on your parents that they already liked Ricky, the polite way he
introduced himself and started a brief conversation, they were especially
grateful when he offered to ride you all home.
“It’s a really nice car, Ricky, is it yours?” Your mother asked as she was
observing its inside, it was rather unique for any of you to be inside a car,
your parents never managed to buy one or even to rent one.
“No, it used to be my father’s. The only thing he’s left behind ma’am.”
“Oh that’s so sad Ricky, how are you holding up?” Your mother asked with real
concern in her voice, the kind of worry you didn’t even know, it was just
strange to see her like that.
“My mum is in the hospital, so it’s quite hard, but on every Friday night and
on Saturdays I work at a record office, lifting boxes, sorting out the papers,
and I used to do cleaning at the local hospital, but they started paying better
at the office so I don’t need to do that anymore.”
“Ricky, you’re a really strong and decent boy. It’s so unique in these days.”
You watched as your mum reached forward and lightly patted Ricky’s shoulder who
smiled to himself and thanked your mother again.
The conversation went like that inside the house as well, you made tea for
everyone while your mother continued spreading compliments on how good Ricky
was while your father sometimes nodded and tried to stay awake. You sat down
beside Ricky once you placed the tray down on the table. You remained silent
just like your father while Ricky and your mother kept talking while Ricky was
smoking one cigarette after another. You were surprised, you remembered how she
couldn’t stand any of your friends back at New York but here was this boy and
she talked nicer to him than to you.
After hours have passed to your surprise Ricky was even asked to stay for
dinner by your mother, then she left to the kitchen with your father, so you
and the boy remained on your own. “I saw you with him yesterday. With Dominik.
He’s a bad company. You should stay away from him and his kind.” You frowned
slightly about Ricky’s words.
“He’s nice, and we were just talking.”
“If people will start seeing you in his company gossips will spread fast that
what you are doing with an eighteen year old boy, especially someone like him.
All those senior girls, he fucked all of them. It proves what kind of a guy he
is for even starting a conversation with a girl at your age.” Ricky said as he
stared inside your eyes with anger, but eventually his expression softened. “I
just know what a pure and nice girl you are, maybe he’s acting like someone
nice, but trust me he’s not what he seems. I just want the best for you.
Promise me you’ll not go off with him again.” You frowned when he placed his
palm onto your upper arm. Dominik wasn’t like that, he couldn’t be, however it
was Ricky who’s been living here for years, and he must have known the boy well
enough to make statements like that. “Your parents wouldn’t be pleased with it,
I’m sure…” You eventually nodded and got up from the sofa, just when your
mother brought in a plate full of fries and chicken wings for Ricky, while all
the rest of your plates hardly had any food on it. Probably that’s what was
considered polite towards a guest, but somehow you felt bad about the whole
thing, you held your eyes on Ricky who ate up the whole meal then you left with
the plates. You kept thinking about Dominik, you wanted to talk to him, it
possibly couldn’t be true, the things Ricky said or were they? Once you
finished washing the dishes you watched as Ricky said goodbye to your parents,
then your mother insisted on you to walk him out till the porch, so you did.
“Thank you for the dinner, your mum is really nice. You’re lucky to have such
parents, and they’re lucky to have a beautiful daughter like you.” For some
reason his compliment made you feel uncomfortable rather than to blush but you
smiled up at him anyway.
“Goodnight Ricky.”
“Tomorrow morning I’ll take you to school, okay?”
“It’s not neces…”
“Hey, it’s no problem for me, I live only few houses away, remember?”
“Yes….then thank you Ricky…See you in the morning.”
“See you.” You quickly walked back inside your house before even looking back.
“He’s a nice boy, a really nice boy. Handsome too.” You forced a smile when
your mother said that, and nodded. You doubted that she’d have said the same
about Dominik, if you’d have happened to invite him over.
 
“Hey there big city girl.” You grinned as you met with Dominik on the corridor
of your school. “Was the mass a mess?” You chuckled and shook your head at the
bad joke.
“It was okay. How did you pass your Sunday?”
“Nothing special. I was hanging out with a few friends, oh and my brother
finally got me a motorbike, it’s not as cool as James Dean’s but it’ll do.”
“Wow…that sounds cool.” You smiled at him and watched how clear and honest
smile he had, also his warm pair of bluish green eyes proved you the opposite
of the things Ricky said about him. You just couldn’t imagine those things
about Dominik.
“Well maybe you could come this afternoon with us and try it out. We’ll have
parental guidance though, so you’d not have to worry. The parents of my
brother’s girlfriend are really cool, we’ll be hanging out on their property.
So? What do you say? Of course if you feel like not coming that’s totally fine
with me too.” Dominik said as he ran his fingers along his shiny brunette
locks. You couldn’t help but blush again however you frowned when Ricky stepped
up to you.
“Shouldn’t you be elsewhere? With people around your age?” You felt horrible
how Ricky interrupted you. You weren’t bothered about yourself but that how
uncomfortable the situation must have been for Dominik.
“I’m…sorry Dominik…” You hurriedly said, but the tall boy still just smiled
kindly towards you.
“It’s alright…guess Ricky is right…see you..” He said with slight sadness in
his voice, you could have just yell at Ricky for chasing the other away, but
eventually you remained silent and just walked in silence till you got inside
his car.
“I didn’t mean to be rude, but listen, what I said is true. He even has a baby
in Minnesota, everyone knows that, you can’t be involved in such a bad
reputational life. Trust me.” Ricky said as he adjusted his glasses then lit a
cigarette before he drove away.
“I want to trust you…I…I guess I’m sorry Ricky…” You mumbled then eventually
looked out the window. Maybe Ricky indeed said the truth, but you already grew
so fond of Dominik, that his past didn’t seem to matter to you, and if you’d
not have had your parents you’d indeed go for it, and would have even ran away
with him. But you were just a fifteen year old girl and you couldn’t do that,
you didn’t feel like you’d dare to do such.
[Little Diane - Dion playing on the radio]
Once he parked down front of your house, you cast your eyes onto Ricky who
tossed his cigarette out the window then turned to face you. “The truth is, I
really like you, I think you’re beautiful, very pretty.” You watched as he bit
onto his lower lip while he inhaled in deeply. Your eyes widened though when he
slipped his hand under your skirt.
“No! Ricky, stop!” You tried scooting as far as possible from him, you held
your legs tightly closed then you hissed as he firmly grabbed onto your upper
arm.
“Hey calm down, I just wanna see your panties, okay? No more than that I
swear.” You saw no one on the street, you felt like screaming wouldn’t be a
wise idea anyway. “Come on babe, spread your legs.” Tears began to run down on
your cheek and he was just way too strong to get out of his grip. You shivered
when he firmly pulled on your left leg, then eventually you let your legs open.
At the same time you began to cry as he lifted your skirt up. “Wider.” You
sniffled loudly but eventually did as he said. You had a plain pink underwear
on you, you didn’t know why he wanted to see it. But you felt relieved when he
finally let go of you and unlocked the door. You ran out of his car then inside
your house, just when you wanted to tell your father what happened you were
faced with something worse than you ever could have imagined.
“Dad! Dad!!” You screamed and ran towards him as he was lying on the floor
moveless.
 
The tears kept running down on your face as you were standing by the grave of
your father. You felt sick how Ricky’s arm was wrapped around you, but after
the saddest thing happened in your life, you felt like you couldn’t be that
selfish to tell your mother about what happened in the car. You cast your
blurry eyes up and spotted Dominik standing by a tree as he locked his eyes on
you.
After the ceremony you were sitting in silence in the back of Ricky’s car while
your mother was beside him.
“You can ask me anything from now on ma’am. I can lend money, work around the
house, help with the shopping; I would gladly help in anything I can.” Ricky
said to your mother and you watched how she stroked the boy’s cheek.
“You’re such a darling, a precious boy. Thank you sweetie.” You frowned as she
kept stroking Ricky’s cheek but you remained silent.
You were thankful once you were on your own in your room. You spent the whole
day crying in your room, your father was never a bad man, he had his drinking
problems but he never laid a finger on any of you, he loved you and your
mother, you knew that. The headmaster allowed you to stay out of school for two
days, however you’d have preferred attending the lessons from what has happened
instead. On the second day Ricky came over at night and asked your mother if he
could talk to you. You were sitting on your bed when he entered then you
scooted farther on the bed once he sat down beside you.
“I’m sorry what happened to your father, in a way mine is dead too, I don’t
know of his existence.” You panted as he wrapped one of his arm around you,
while you were trying to pull away. “You can count on me, babe. I’ll be here
for you.” You shivered and looked away as you felt his hand running up your
skirt, you were breathing fast as he lift it up and stared at your panties.
However you squeaked when he reached down, but he firmly covered your mouth
with his other hand. You tried to hit him, push him away but his hand slipped
all the way under your panties. “I’ll show you mine too if you want it, love.”
You were so inexperienced and unaware of these things, you were terrified.
However Ricky pulled back once the door was opened up.
“I made you some pie, Ricky….ahhh no, you’re crying again?” Your mother asked
from you, and you were tempted to tell what happened but you just couldn’t. It
wasn’t even a bully at school what you should tell about, just a boy, you felt
like you should be old enough to deal with this. You doubted, but you didn’t
want to put any more burden on her.
“I…I’ll be fine mum.” You watched as Ricky got up then left to the kitchen
where he began to eat up the apple pie. You hugged your legs to yourself before
you hid your face on your lap and burst out into more tears.
As soon as the bell rang for the next class you ran upstairs, then began to
look for Dominik, you had no idea in which classroom he was in but just when
you were about to knock on one of the classroom’s door Ricky harshly grabbed
onto you then pulled you back. “You want to talk to Dominik, huh? You want him
to fuck you? I thought you’re a pure girl.”
“Please let go of me…” You hissed as he was holding so firm onto your arm that
you were scared it’ll break. “Dominik!” You screamed up though when you spotted
the boy walking out of the toilet. “Help! God please help me!” You screamed as
you tried to get out of Ricky’s grip who eventually shoved you onto the floor.
“What’s gotten into you Ricky? Are you mad?” Dominik rushed up to him however
you gasped as Ricky punched him then continued hitting him on the ground.
“No!!! Nooo! Stop it!” You cried out as you held onto Ricky, then he stopped as
a teacher could be heard.
 
You couldn’t believe that Ricky got away with it, that everyone believed Ricky,
just because his mother was in the hospital, and he worked, also helped your
mother he was treated like a saint. Dominik left not many hours after the
incident, you saw in his eyes that he wanted to help you, but he was threatened
to be sent to jail if he’ll come near you. They believed that he was the one
who hit you. No matter how horrible it seemed but everything remained the same,
but for you, even worse. Ricky didn’t talk to you on the way, while he was
driving. You tried to run away as soon as he stopped the car but eventually he
grabbed onto you. You weren’t afraid to scream and yell now, but none of the
neighbors heard it or cared.
“I’m in love with you! Why can’t you see that?”
“Let me go Ricky…please.” You hissed when he slapped you up and he eventually
picked you up in his arms as he headed up the stairs with you. You were crying
and felt so panicked once he pushed you on the bed. Before he’d have crawled on
top of you he turned on his old gramophone, which probably was his mother’s.
Under normal circumstances you’d have found the melody sweet, but right then it
was creepy for you.
[Let It Be Me - The Everly Brothers playing on the gramophone]
As he got onto you, he kissed you on the lips. It was sending goosebumps along
your skin how he stick his tongue inside your mouth. You were scared.
“Ricky…please….please….”
“I….I’m sorry it turned out this way…I have a good friend…you know, she said,
if the girl who I love isn’t returning my feelings then she doesn’t deserve me.
But I told her I’m so deeply in love with you, and she said, then I have the
right to claim you mine. I’m entitled to have you, your mother likes me too,
she’d want us to be together too.” Ricky said while he unzipped his pants and
pushed it down. You looked away crying harder as he pulled your hand to his
crotch. You bit onto your lower lip as you felt his crotch through the fabric
of his underwear, meanwhile he took his shirt off. As you looked at his blonde
locks, his little pudgy body you thought if he’d not have been like this, in
the inside, then you might have grew really fond of him, maybe attracted but
all you felt then was repulse. “You remained a virgin for me, right babe?” He
asked and you moaned in pain as you felt his finger slipping up inside your
hole.
“Please stop…please..” You whimpered then shyly turned to your side once he
took your dress off you; you covered your breasts and sobbed loudly as he
pulled your panties off you. You cast your eyes onto him as he pinned you onto
your back then forced your legs open. You held your eyes on his cock as he
began to rub himself. You were froze down by everything but as you felt him
pressing his cock’s head against your cunt you began to hit him, however after
a firm punch you got you fell back on the pillow. The pain was horrible, you
screamed up loud even audible as he covered your mouth. He pulled himself out
of you then smirked pleased to see the blood as a sort of proof that you were
indeed a virgin, but he right away thrust himself deep inside you. You wished
you’d have died right there, you wished you’d just bleed to dead or die somehow
but it didn’t happen. You felt sick from his touches how Ricky kissed your
breast, how he licked at your neck while he was pounding deep inside you. You
tried to push him away as his thrusts became faster but he grabbed onto your
wrists and came deep inside you.
“Tell me you love me…” He panted as he was trying to catch up his breath. You
spat at his face for what you’ve been punched again. “Say it you bitch!” You
coughed as he grabbed onto your neck, you felt like fighting against him was
senseless.
“I…I love you Ricky…” You forced it out of yourself before he pulled himself
out of you then snuggled up behind you.
“I didn’t want to hurt you…you can only thank this to yourself, just behave
nice. Be my nicely behaving girlfriend, okay?”
“Okay….” You answered on a veiled voice as the tears just didn’t want to stop
coming.
“After you take a shower, go back home.” Ricky said while he pressed some
kisses onto your back with some bruises along it from earlier on when he shoved
you on the floor at the school.
 
The night was horrible, you had physical pains, and the memories hurt just as
much, when your mother asked about the bruises you said that you fell, which
she believed without any hesitation. You wanted to escape, you had to do
something, you had to tell someone, but you were scared the police wouldn’t
believe you, just like the last time.
 
“I don’t like how some boys are looking at you, and do you think I didn’t see
you talking to that black haired guy at the library?” Ricky asked as he
fastened in your seat belt.
“He’s my classmate, we were talking about the oncoming test, Ricky…” You
grimaced painfully as he leaned in and began to make out with you, you felt so
filthy any time he touched you.
“I don’t want anyone come near you, but me.” You held your eyes on him in fear,
but he eventually drive away and stopped front of his own house. “You could
stay home while I’ll be at school, I’d let you know about the homework, but I
can’t let anyone else to take you away from me.” You began to cry again and you
shivered as he slipped his hand under your skirt then panties. “Shhh, it’s
fine, it’s just me, love.” He said with a cigarette in between his lips. “You
want to come up to my room?” You were scared to say anything, you were
terrified to say no so you eventually nodded. You looked up though when your
mother walked along the street and she warmly hugged Ricky. “You’re looking
beautiful as ever ma’am.” He said and grinned as his cheek was stroked.
“Oh no, but you’re turning into a real handsome man, isn’t he?”
“Yes mum…” You replied on a thin voice. A part of you was telling you to do it,
tell your mum now what happened, but the other half of you was holding you
back, that it’d not bring any good to you.
“Is that alright if I’d study with her for the afternoon ma’am? I’ll take care
of her dinner too.”
“Gosh you’re a perfect boy, Ricky. Of course it’s alright.” You mother said as
she gently squeezed his pudgy cheek.
“Also, I know I have no right to decide about such matters but she’s so sad
about her father…I was thinking for a while it’d be better if she’d stay at my
place then when I’d come back from school I’d help her and tell her everything
about the lessons.”
“That’s so thoughtful of you Ricky, of course, that’d be better, right
darling?” You just nodded then eventually followed Ricky inside the house, then
up the stairs. You whimpered as Ricky pinned you against the wall then began to
make out with you while he pulled your panties down.
“Lay down on the bed, naked.” You entered the room with a slight limp, with
your shaky hands you undid your yellow dress with white laces on it, then let
it drop on the floor, before you leaned down on his bed. You listened to the
music which began to be played on the gramophone, you felt like you’re going to
hate all the songs being played in that house.
[Crazy- Patsy Cline playing on the gramophone]
You cast your eyes on Ricky once he undressed as well. You were breathing fast,
you wanted to just escape, as he sat down at the edge of the bed you didn’t
care anymore and jumped off the bed, you began to run but as he grabbed onto
your ankle you fell off the stairs. You heard that he didn’t run to help. Once
you landed on the carpet you saw him staring down at you without any emotion on
his face. You moaned in pain as he lifted you up, you were sure your leg has
been broken, also some other bruises. “You did this to yourself…I thought we’re
over this…” Ricky mumbled as he eventually put you down on the mattress, it was
uncomfortable for the first time to have his weight on top of you but now it
just sent further pains along your body as he thrust his cock inside you then
leaned down on your body as he began to move just his hip while he was fucking
you roughly.
“It…it….really…hurts Ricky…”
“It hurt me too, you’re breaking my heart…but I forgive you. Maybe my friend
was right and you’re not good enough for me…” You whimpered as he shifted on
your body a bit before he began to make out with you. “But I love you.”
“I love you too..” You whispered but the tears kept rolling down your cheek
from the pain, you panted as it was even hard to breathe while Ricky continued
fucking you, he eventually pushed himself up and held onto your breasts.
“Look at me.” You opened your eyes and more tears ran down on your cheek as you
held your eyes on him, you gritted your teeth as he pushed your legs up then
placed your ankles against his shoulder. You squeezed your eyes shut as he held
onto your ankle, at least one of them being broken for sure. “I said, look at
me!” He snapped at you, and you kept your eyes on him, his blonde locks were
all wet, while his pudgy body was sweaty, as you were looking at his face you
just wondered what made him into someone this cruel, was he always like this?
You gasped as he firmly gave one more thrust, as he came inside you then
eventually he leaned down beside you. “You know, I’ve seen a porn clip once,
and the woman there was pleasuring the boy’s cock with her mouth. You’ll do
that for me too, right?”
“Yes…”
“No rejections this time? Did you do that before? Were you sucking of other
guys?”
“God Ricky no, I never. You were my first kiss, my…my first everything…I
swear.” You whispered scared then leaned in to his touch as he kissed you on
your lips.
“Were you scared what I’d say if you’d have answered no?” You nodded and he
pressed a kiss onto your forehead. “You don’t have to be, I won’t hurt you, if
you’re being a decent girl.” You snuggled up to him and slowly clang onto him.
You knew what he was, you knew what he was doing to you, but you felt like even
if it was from him, you needed comfort, you had to be hugged.
 
In the morning you looked shocked at Ricky as he was tying you out to his bed
with some ropes. “Ricky? No…what….what are you doing?”
“Shhh it’s alright, look how swelled up your legs are, and all because you ran
then slip on the stairs. It’s for your own safety. I’ll take it off once I’m
back, alright?”
“No..No! Ricky! Don’t leave me here! Not like this…please! I swear I won’t go
anywhere, I’m begging you…please….please Ricky..” You sobbed as you looked at
him, you sniffled relieved as he began to untie the rope.
“I don’t want to be disappointed in you.” You sniffled as he stroked your locks
then once he pressed a kiss onto your lips he got up then left the house. You
crawled to the window and watched him leave, then once his car couldn’t be seen
you shifted to the edge of the bed, you tried to stand up but your right ankle
sprinkled out, meanwhile your left leg must have been broken.
“Oh god…” You winced as you grabbed onto the table but eventually you fell onto
your knees. “Someone help me, please!” You screamed but you barely had any
strength in your voice tone. You pulled yourself along the floor, having pains
from that too as your chest and back hurt, but thankfully they probably were
just bruised, unless you’d not have been able to move at all. As you reached to
the stairs you scooted to be facing the upper floor and slowly step by step you
were slipping down with your body. Your pulled yourself along the hall, however
your pulse sped up as you heard someone on the porch, you continued pulling
yourself as fast as possible to the back door, when the front door was opened
you knew you didn’t have a chance, so once you pushed the back door open you
just began to scream for help, till Ricky grabbed you up from the floor and
carried you upstairs where he tied you out firmly.
“I thought I could trust you.” He actually looked hurt as he was looking at
you, he inhaled in his smoke deeply as he held a cigarette in his hand.
“I’m sorry Ricky…I have big pains…I want a doctor…please…”
“You know I really didn’t want to be disappointed in you, and now I’m even
being late from my Geography lesson..do you know how my friend is disciplining
others?”
“Ricky I’m so sorry, please, please don’t hurt me…
“But you won’t learn if I’m being soft with you all the time.”
“You’re a good man Ricky, I know. I know you’d not hurt me.” You said on a
shaky voice tone, it scared you how sometimes you didn’t see not even a pinch
of emotions in those black pair of eyes of his. “Kiss me Ricky, please..” You
panted and watched as he eventually took the cigarette out of his mouth and
began to make out with you. However you panicked as he covered your mouth
before he pressed the cigarette’s burning part against your lower arm. You
screamed against his palm and cried as he held it there. “I’ll hurry back, so
we can have some fun.” You looked into his eyes and began to cry once he got up
from the bed. From all the pain and suffer soon after you fell asleep, and you
were woken up by his kisses on your cheek and lips.
“I’m sorry about the cigarette, I didn’t know it was this painful.” As you
realized that your hands weren’t tied out anymore you wrapped your arms tightly
around him. You knew he was making your life into a living hell, but having him
back, being able to hug someone felt better than being tied out in an empty
room, all alone. “Your mother will visit us tomorrow, so I’ll give you a bath.”
He easily lifted you up once he took off your dirty dress and panties.
“Ricky….I need to use the toilet.” He put you into the bath tub then once he
undressed he sat onto its edge. He pulled you onto his lap and pressed some
kisses onto your neck and shoulder, there was barely any spot on your body
which wasn’t covered in all shades of colors of bruises. “Ricky…I really have
to.”
“It’s okay, you can.” Goosebumps ran along your skin as he began to fondle your
inner thigh, then higher between your legs. You fought to hold back your
bladder but as he turned on the tap and began to splash some water between your
legs, you gave up the fight. You felt so humiliated as you began to pee while
he was holding you on his lap. You felt so sick about yourself, you held your
eyes on him as Ricky stared between your legs curiously and was rubbing his
fingers against the source of it. You felt so dirty but as he began to rub his
fingers against your folds you whimpered how pleasure eventually filled your
body. You breathed faster and louder as the intense feeling was building up in
your clit. You wouldn’t have thought with the kind of pains you had, you’d ever
feel such joy as well. “It’s okay I got you..” Ricky whispered as he pressed
kisses onto your temple while he began to rub his fingers faster, his thumb was
tapping fast at your clit while two of his fingers were in your hole, bent deep
inside. You moaned louder as you reached your orgasm, you felt how turned on
Ricky was as his cock was poking your bum the whole time. Once he pulled his
fingers out, you looked into his black pair of eyes through his steamed up
glasses what you gently took off before you placed it aside. It caused you
horrible pain but you eventually pushed yourself to sit on his lap, facing him.
You cupped his round cheek which was fully blushed then you eventually lowered
your hip down, the both of you moaned as he thrust his hardness up inside your
wet hole.
“I love you, Ricky.” You whispered against his lips, as tears began to roll
down on your cheek. You had no idea what was going on with you. Were you losing
your mind? Why on Earth would you have said such without him forcing you to say
it? And why were you enjoying the way he was making love to you? You kissed his
soft lips, making out with him for a while, before you rested your forehead
against his as Ricky was roughly thrusting his cock up inside you. Neither of
you cared how the water was now splashing out of the tub making the floor all
soaked. You bit onto your lower lip as Ricky held onto your body tight, then
with few more quick thrusts he reached his orgasm too.
“I love you too. You’ll always be mine, my perfect girlfriend.” He said as he
stroked your wet locks, then he began to wash your body with the soap, with
such gentleness you wouldn’t have even imagined he was capable of.
 
You got a cast on your leg, and Ricky seemed to trust you, you were attending
school again. You had no idea why did you lie to everyone about your bruises,
broken leg, the black eyes. Or that why were you still with him, when you could
just have sneaked out of a lesson and take the first cab to get out of this
place, to get away from him as far as possible, but you just couldn’t. You’ve
changed, something has changed inside you, and you weren’t the same anymore.
However the idyllic days were soon over when you began to be certain about your
period, that why was it missed. In the beginning you didn’t care much about it,
you thought maybe it was because of the injuries and stress. But when you
noticed the growing bump you became certain about it. Once you were back at
Ricky’s house after school you sat onto his lap and stroked his locks while he
was sipping on a beer while a cigarette was in his mouth. “Ricky, I want to
tell you something.” You whispered and pressed some kisses onto his cheek. “I
think I’m pregnant.”
“Who’s the father?”
“Ricky, it’s you, I’ve been only with you.” You said as he gulped from the
bottle of beer. “You don’t want this baby, right?” You asked a little sadly,
you had no idea why were you sad, you had no idea about many things lately.
“How the hell should I know it’s not from that Dominik, or someone from the
neighborhood?”
“Ricky….I love you, I never even looked at anyone else, you know that I was
virgin before we made love.” You said now as tears began to run down on your
cheek.
“Don’t cry…” He eventually hugged you to himself. “No one can know that I’m the
father, okay? We’ll say everyone that Dominik raped you and the baby is from
him, but I’ll marry you, so you’d not remain alone with a baby.”
“Why can’t we say the truth?”
“We’re only fifteen, what would people think of me if they’d find out I am the
father?”
“And you don’t care what people will think about me?” The sudden silence hurt
you but you let him kiss you.
 
“Ricky, what do you want to name the baby?” You asked as you were pressing
kisses onto his cheek.
“We could name him after me.” Ricky said as he pulled the blanket off you. You
blushed slightly as you saw the bulge in his white briefs. “Well if it’s a boy
then we can.” You said as you crawled lower then watched as he pushed his
briefs down.
“It’ll be a boy.” He said before he reached inside the drawer. You stayed still
as he wrapped the rope tightly around your neck then onto your wrists before he
eventually leaned back on the bed and lit a cigarette, while he pulled firmly
on the rope. You got used to the lies about your bruises, you got used to
having them on your body, more bruises appearing on your skin filled you with a
sort of pleasure like when you looked at a piece of art, you got used to being
tied out by him. You lost yourself, your old self, something has changed in you
during the months you’ve been with Ricky. You gagged as he pulled hard on the
rope and continued sucking on his long cock. As you held your eyes on him he
just watched you as if he was watching a tv show, you whimpered as he used your
back as an ashtray, but once he put off the cigarette he pushed you off the bed
and made you to kneel. He was getting off on it, your pain, how he could be in
control. Everyone behind his back called him a fat loser guy, but with you he
felt like none of those insults mattered. You closed your eyes down tight as
his come shot down along your throat, he pulled himself out of you then pulled
you up onto his lap, untying you. “Tell me what I am.”
“You’re really handsome and hot, Ricky…” You whispered against his lips then
kissed him, while he ran his hand along the new bruise on your skin.
 
[Young Girl- Gary Puckett & The Union Gap playing muffled in the distance]
“Daddy will pick us up after his Maths test.” You smiled down at the little boy
who sat on your lap. You indeed lied about who the father was to everyone, but
your son looked exactly like Ricky. As everyone trusted Ricky it wasn’t
questioned by anyone. You fondled his blonde locks, and placed the pacifier
back into his mouth, however you tilted an eyebrow when someone familiar
stopped beside the bench. “Dominik?”
“Yes…gosh…is he yours?”
“He is….Dominik…you shouldn’t have come back.”
“I didn’t, I was just nearby and thought I’d see how were you doing…it’s
getting close to you turning eighteen and I was hoping to invite you for an ice
cream maybe, but guess I’m a little late with that.”
“Don’t make me feel guilt Dominik….I clearly remember that day. I shouted you
to help me, we both know what happened and yet you left me behind. It doesn’t
matter anymore, just don’t act as if I should feel guilty for not waiting for
you. You left me here, when you saw the bruises on me and everything…”
“I was a coward, I know. But you were only fifteen, they could have really put
me behind bars. My motives were never wrong, all I would have done till you’d
turn eighteen is talking, taking you out to the cinema, maybe dancing, but
nothing more. However I guess Ricky didn’t care much about knocking you up with
a child.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Why not? Because you’re still just a child….is he still beating you?” You
looked away when he unfolded the scarf on your neck and saw your bruises. “Why
didn’t you report him? God….did you even want this baby?”
“Hey! What the fuck are you doing here?!” You looked back as you spotted Ricky
and you got up from the bench as Ricky jumped onto Dominik.
“Stop it, Ricky!”
“Come on you fat fuck show me how strong you are.” Tables have clearly changed
as Dominik easily dodged the hits and you gasped as Dominik began to hit and
kick Ricky.
“Stop it! Stop it Dominik!” Once the boy let go of Ricky you crouched down and
gently stroked Ricky’s cheek before you looked up at Dominik. “Get the hell
away from this town. I do not want to see you again! Things have changed, Don’t
believe that people would wait years for your return. Let us live in peace and
go away. Now!” You never shouted like this before, you were angry, you were
falling apart, you would have given everything if he’d have protected you like
this, if he’d have taken you away, but everything was different. You looked
back down at Ricky once Dominik strutted away and you gently wiped the blood
off his cheek.
“Just shut him up.” Ricky said nervously as your son was crying for a while
now. You gently rocked him in your arms till he quietened down then you helped
Ricky up from the ground.
 
“I’m not sure I want more babies, all little Rick is doing is crying and
shitting himself.” You pressed some kisses onto Ricky’s cheek, he dig into the
box of chips and stuff some into his mouth while he thrust his cock inside you
as you were sitting on his lap.
“That’s what babies do, but he’ll be real cute once he’d become older, he’ll be
smart and cute, just like you.”
“Just smart and cute?” He asked as he gulped down some beer and moaned as you
began to bounce on his hardness.
“Handsome too.” You whispered then leaned a bit to the right as you noticed how
he was watching the television.
“Faster.” He mumbled as his mouth was full with the cheese chips. “Do you think
it’ll be a girl this time?” He asked as he ran his messy hand along your little
bumped belly.
“Maybe…” You said and held tight onto him as he focused his attention back at
you then began to thrust up firm inside you. He had few more gulps from his
beer before he burped, then lit a cigarette for himself.
“I’m too lazy, just bounce on me.” You held your eyes on him as he inhaled in
the smoke then leaned his head back on the sofa as you began to move your hip
up and down till he eventually came inside you. “Mmm for fuck’s sake, he’s
crying again.” You soothingly stroked his cheek before you got up from his lap
then after you put on your panties and nightgown, you picked your son out of
his cot.
“Maybe the smoke irritates him…” You said quietly while you were gently rocking
your son in your arms.
“Bullshit, it’ll only make his lungs stronger. And cook me some dinner once he
shuts up, I can’t be living only on chips.” You didn’t comment anything on that
so you walked out the backdoor to your small garden, humming a song quietly to
your little son.
“Hey….”
“Dominik?” You whispered as you stared in disbelief at the other.
“Look I know I’ve made a mistake. I left you here. But whatever brainwash he
gave you, trust me, after some time people would even get used to hell. We used
to have dog, he had a little cage because the area wasn’t safe for a little dog
like him, but once he became old enough, we let him out….but you know what
happened? Even if he barely fit in the cage and it caused him pain and
discomfort he squeezed himself back inside the cage. Come with me please.
Something is deeply wrong with Ricky…I’m scared to come back one day so I can
only find your grave here.”
“…and where should I go with you? So we can starve and beg together?”
“I bought a house in Cleveland, I’m working at a factory, it’s paying well. I
promised myself I’ll come back to you. Please, come with me, this life isn’t
healthy neither for you or the babies.” You held your eyes on his hand as he
raised it out towards you. He was right about that example. You didn’t want to
leave, no matter how you were treated.
“He’s my husband, and Rick is his son, so as my other baby.” You said as you
stroked your belly.
“What makes you think he won’t beat his kids like he’s beating you? I heard him
already yelling at his son. Come with me, I’m begging you…”
“Go away Dominik…I don’t want to drag you into this…” You broke out into tears
but hurried back inside the house, then once you put Rick to his cot you began
to cook some dinner for your husband, while you were listening to Every Little
Bit Hurts by Brenda Holloway on the radio.
 
“Go and play outside with your sister.” Ricky said to little Rick while he
hugged you from behind.
“Why?”
“Because I wanna fuck your mum, now get out…for fuck’s sake.” Ricky inhaled in
some more smoke before he tossed the cigarette into the sink and pulled up your
skirt. “Oh and take Dean with you too, I don’t want to hear his crying.”
“Okay daddy.” Vicky said as she put Dean into the baby stroller then they
pushed it out of the house.
“Just careful…” You said to them worriedly as they barely even managed to reach
up till the baby stroller.
“They’ll be fine, remember? They’re my kids, they’re smart.” You moaned as he
thrust his cock up inside your hole, you were holding onto the sink tightly.
“You feel so good, hmmm this is all mine…” He said as he stroked your cunt then
began to rub your clit. “Fuck..I’m so lucky, no one ever touched you, just me.”
You moaned as the dishes began clatter beside the sink as Ricky was fucking you
rough against it.
“Ahhh god Ricky…” You moaned up loud as he began to fuck you harder, he stopped
for a while as he coughed then continued. He’s been coughing a lot for a while
now, but he usually ignored it. You squeezed your eyes shut as you soon hit
your orgasm and not much after he came inside you as well.
“I really needed this….I gotta go upstairs to write my essay.” You kissed him
on the lips once he zipped his pants up and you hissed as he harshly slapped
your ass. “They’re turning all pale…want me to spank you tonight?” He asked as
he fondled your ass but eventually pulled your panties up as your kids walked
back inside. “Okay let’s tidy up a bit and leave daddy to study, he’ll be at
the university tomorrow.” You said then smiled up at Ricky as he walked up on
the stairs then you gently put Dean into his cot before you walked to the
living room with Rick and Vicky. You’ve been tidying for a while however the
kids were way too active to focus on the tidying too long.
“Rick no! Stop it! Stop pulling on her hair.” You frowned as Rick harshly
pulled on Vicky’s hair then watched as Vicky kicked onto his leg. “Stop it, the
both of you!”
“Daddy said we should solve our problems with violence.” Vicky said with a grin
before she jumped onto Rick however with that a vase from the table fell onto
the wooden floor and broke into pieces. You looked up as Ricky walked down the
stairs. “Who did it? I asked who did it?!”
“It was me daddy.” Vicky said then she hissed how she was grabbed up by her
hair. “Wasn’t I clear? I need to write that fucking essay!”
“It’s alright Ricky, she was just playing…” You held your eyes at him then
watched as Ricky crouched down and firmly held onto Vicky’s cheek. “If I hear a
single noise you’ll be sleeping outside, in the garden, for a whole week.
“Ricky, she’s just a child….”
“Don’t you start it! It’s your fault they can’t even behave! I’m working, I’m
studying at the university, and all you have to worry about is cooking and
raising up the children. Punish them! I didn’t fuck you to raise up kids like
these!” You looked hurt at Ricky as he slapped Vicky up firmly then walked up
the stairs. Once he disappeared you picked Vicky up into your arms as she began
to muffle her cry.
“It’s okay sweetheart, we’ll go for a little walk to the park, alright?” You
pushed the stroller out with Dean in it and little Rick held onto the side of
your skirt.
“Does daddy hates us?”
“No darling. He loves all of you…he’s just not too good with his temper, you
can play outside as much as you want, but try to stay still when you’re home,
especially when he’s studying…” You said then pressed a kiss onto Vicky’s sore
cheek before you put her back down. “And you, never hit or hurt any girl.”
“But daddy hurts you a lot.” Rick said as he walked beside you.
“That’s different, but promise me Rick, don’t hurt others, no one.” You sighed
then eventually sat down at a bench as you watched Vicky and Rick running up to
the playground.
 
You didn’t know if it evolved in you during your marriage or since the
beginning the physical abuses started, but you got addicted to them, the
bruises, the wounds. You knew others would have found you insane, but you
didn’t care. There was no return from there. You held tighter onto the pillow
and moaned against it as Ricky began to spank you hard with his leather belt.
You moaned as he reached down and smirked as you were soaking wet. He ran his
belt along your cunt before he slapped it slightly with the belt, then began to
hit your ass for a while longer before he thrust his cock up inside you. You
coughed a bit as he leaned onto you with his full weight, since your marriage
he gained quite a few kg so it was harder to bear his weight on you. After a
few thrusts he coughed hard then eventually leaned onto his back and you sat
onto his lap as you began to bounce on him. However you stopped as he began to
cough louder but this time blood came out of his mouth. “Oh…god…Ricky!” You
wanted to get off him but he held tight onto you.
“No…it’s okay…please….continue.” You continued however this time you felt no
pleasure at all because of your worry, and as soon as he came you quickly got
of him then seated him up as he coughed more as some blood ran down along his
chin.
“No…fuck…Ricky…I’m gonna call the ambulance.”
“No…stay…wait…I love you..” You began to cry as even more blood covered his
chest and chin as he coughed again. “I had a crush on you as soon as I saw you.
I know what I did…..that was rape….but we turned out quite well together,
didn’t we? We had some nice time…”
“Yes we did…I love you too Ricky, I thought in the beginning that you were a
really cute and kind boy…you still are…”
“I’ve been coughing up blood for a while now…I have cancer but I didn’t want to
tell you..” You stroked his cheek and felt the pain even if it wasn’t you
coughing.
“Gosh Ricky, I have to call the ambulance…my god…”
“Wait…kiss me, please…” You sobbed more but leaned down as you kissed him
gently, just before the kids run inside.
“Stay with daddy, I’ll be right back.” You said before you ran outside the
street and made a quick call before you ran back inside. You were terrified
from the way Vicky was screaming and Rick shouting.
“Daddy wake up!” His son shouted and you cried up loud as you saw Ricky lying
moveless on the bed, you ran up to him quickly, hugged him tight to yourself.
“God…Ricky please, gosh, please don’t, no…” You neglected to let go off him
when the ambulance car arrived so eventually two nurses folded you off him. You
cried more as they confirmed Ricky’s death. Your mother came over for the night
to take care of the kids while you left with the ambulance car.
 
[Nights in White Satin- Moody Blues playing muffled in the background]
You were stroking Rick’s and Vicky’s back as they fell asleep on your lap on
the porch. You looked surprised when a motorbike slowed down front of your
house then watched with disbelief as Dominik walked up to the house.
“I heard what happened.”
“If you came to celebrate, you can leave already.” You said briefly and stroked
Rick’s blonde locks.
“I came to help; I still want to take you away to Cleveland. I don’t mean to
step into his place, but I want to help. Rising up four children on your own
that just wouldn’t be easy; you’d not have the money…please let me help.” You
held your eyes on Dominik but eventually you nodded. Once you woke up the kids,
you packed up everything and put them into the blue Mustang.
“Who’s this man?” Rick asked as he looked up at Dominik.
“He’s a good friend, we’ll move to a nice place. You can have new toys too.”
You crouched down and adjusted Rick’s glasses which looked the same like his
dad’s. “I know how much you miss daddy, I miss him so badly I almost died into
the pain, but we have to move on, we have to keep going on. We still have each
other Rick…you, Vicky, Dean and forth baby who’ll born soon, all of you are my
whole life.” You hugged Vicky to yourself as she snuggled to you and began to
cry. You glanced up thankful as Dominik placed Dean onto the backseat of the
car in his basket then you looked back down at Rick who didn’t shed any tear.
“You’re so much like your father, he held his emotions back many times too. You
also look just like him, your blonde locks, your dark eyes, your cute round
cheek…you remind me of him every time I look at you….Daddy will always remain
with us, no matter where we go Rick, he’s in our hearts not in the walls of
this house, okay?” Some tears ran down on your cheek as Rick hugged you tight.
After a while you put him on the back seat with his sister then you sat on the
front, and turned on the radio.
[Hurdy Gurdy Man- Donovan playing on the radio]
“Just follow me, alright?” Dominik said with a sad look on his face, you knew
he wasn’t sad because of Ricky’s death, but because of the bruises on you and
the ones on Vicky.
“Yes…” You sighed then eventually stepped onto the gas pedal as you drove away.
You didn’t say goodbye to your mum, it was her you were angry at the most, from
the very beginning, how she didn’t see how her fifteen year old daughter was
constantly abused and tortured. How she was blinded by her deifying over Ricky.
That’s another thing, that by the time you changed and somehow you fell for
your abuser, but as Dominik said after a while people and animal get used to
the worse things too. You felt some kind of a relief as you left the North
Denny Street behind, especially when you drove out of Indianapolis. As you
drove past the border you broke out into tears, you didn’t understand yourself,
one part of you, was crying because you missed Ricky, but the other side of
you, who was suppressed by the age of fifteen- when those abuses started- cried
out of happiness that finally you were leaving everything behind and you
finally were about to start a new life.
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