Victoria Summers had tears running down her face. Her shocked expression was the only response she had to the hard slap across the face from her step father. It was nothing new, he hated her after all. But this time she was not expecting it. "I have had enough of your lies you stupid fat whore!" Adam Finkleson half shouted at her. "My son is a good person and would never do that!"
"Are you high?" Ruth Finkleson, her mother, hissed with narrowed eyes. "Right now, are you high?"
"No." Victoria whimpered pathetically. "I'm not lying. Please believe me!" She wailed desperately.
Another slap sent her snarling to the floor. The knife in her hand fell and skidded across the scrubbed tile floor. Victoria was relieved when she didn't land on it.
"I'm done with this shit, Victoria." Ruth sighed tiredly. "I just can't with you anymore. Go pack your bags. I'm calling your father and you will be going to live with him." Victoria saw tears welling up in her mother's eyes and she almost hoped that Ruth was going to believe her. She soon realized that hope was in vain. "We've tried everything to get you under control but you just refuse to straighten. I mean the drugs, drinking and sleeping around are one thing, but to acuse Mlaltthew of something so...I will not tolerate your lies any longer. I cant. I have to think about what is best for this family, and maybe that is for you to not be a part of it." With that Ruth turned away from her and grabbed the handset to call Andrew Summers. Quietly Victoria got to her feet.
"What's best for this family?" She barked out a laugh that was devoid of any humor. "What a fucking joke." Ruth turned to glare at her. Luckily Adam had already left the room or he would've slapped her a third time.
"We gave you everything." Ruth hissed.
"No! You gave Mathew everything!" Victoria spat venomously. "I'm just the daughter you wish didn't exist."
"We let you live here! In this nice house, with food on the table and a warm bed to sleep in every night! You have nice clothes and shoes that aren't falling off your feet! But you've thrown it back in our faces every single day! This is the final straw Victoria."
"Congratulations! You've done the bare minimum required of you as a parent! You're mother of the fucking year!" Victoria yelled angrily. "And now you're finally doing what's best for me! And you think it's a punishment! What you think I want to stay here? If I have to go one more day in a house with that RAPIST, I'll fucking kill him. So go ahead and call dad. The man you forced out of my life because he wouldn't put up with your cheating selfish lying ass anymore! I WANT to leave!" With that, Victoria bolted out of the kitchen and up stairs to her room where she slammed the door and locked it behind her.
When she finished crying she set about packing her stuff. After it only took two hours to finish. Victoria was depressed when she saw that her entire life fit snugly in two duffle Bags and three suitcases of varying size. She had deliberately avoided looking in the mirror so she wouldn't see her swollen and split lip. But now she couldn't avoid it anymore.
As she examined the damage she felt tears welling in her eyes again. Why had Mathew done this to her. She felt her chest constrict as she thought back on the days events. It felt like she was breathing through cement.
FLASH BACK
"Mom!" Victoria yelled as she entered the kitchen.
"Her and dad left about an hour ago." Mathew said and she spun to see him standing far to close behind her. "Did you forget it was their anniversary yesterday? It's just me, and you." He said as he stroked her arm. There was a predatory glint in his eyes that promised her pain. "Why don't we find something to do?" His voice was husky as if he had just gotten out of bed.
"No thanks, I'm going to a friend's house." Victoria said as she took two steps back away from him. She wanted to run but Mathew was standing between her and the only way out. All she could do was try to stay calm. "Please move." He just stared at her with that disgusting look.
The sound of his zipper being drawn down filled the silence. Then his cock was in his hand. It was pale and the tip was a light pinkish purple. "Look at that." He said slowly. "I just found something to do." An evil smile spread across his face. Victoria was starting to panic as all her fears were playing out in front before her eyes. She kept hoping that she would wake up safe in her own bed after yet another terrible nightmare. But this was reality and not a dream.
"W-what?" She whimpered weakly as she felt her back hit the edge of the sink. She felt as if a steel band was being tightened around her chest.
"You." He growled and lunged forward suddenly, grabbing hold of her upper arms and spinning her around so he could press against her from behind. "Be a good girl and I might let you suck my cock." He said mockingly in her ear as he ripped the front of her dress open.
"No! Stop! Let me go!" Victoria sobbed as Mathew shoved his hand inside her bra and started to squeeze her left breast. She pushed against the the edge of the sink and managed to force him back, but it was not enough. He grabbed her arm and spun her again, this time his hold on her arm was painful. His other hand flew back and came forward. Victoria didn't even feel the slap as her head snapped to the side.
"Shut up and just take it!" He hissed through his teeth as he grabbed her and sat her on the sink. He forced her legs open and and pressed forward between them so she couldn't close them again.
His hand went under her skirt to move her panties out of the way. "I'm going to enjoy this." He growled as he rubbed the tip of his cock on her sex. Just as he was positioning himself to penatrate her virginity, Victoria reached into the sink for the butcher knife she had seen earlier. She could feel him star to press his cock against her entrance and took a wild swing with the knife.
He dodged back and she was free of his hold. "Stay away from me or I will fucking kill you!!" She screamed at him even as footsteps echoed down the hall from the front door. By the time her mother and step father got there Mathew had already stuffed his junk back into his pants and done them up.
"VICTORIA KATHRINE SUMMERS!" Ruth shrieked as she assessed the situation at hand.
"He tried to rape me!" Victoria wailed.
"That's not what was happening at all!" Mathew growled. "She stumbled in here and I was worried because I thought someone attacked her! I was just trying to help her! Please believe me mom. You know I would never hurt her!" The fake tears in Mathews eyes seemed to work on Ruth and her husband.
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Victoria was pulled out of her reviery by the loud knock on the front door. She turned away from the vanity to grab one of the bags. She thought she was alone in the room until a strong arm wound around her waist and a hand clamped hard around her neck. She could hear shouting down stairs and knew they weren't alone in the house, but Mathew's hand on her throat kept her from screaming. He spun her around and forced her to lay down on the bed as he pushed at her legs with his free hand. once he realized that he would have to force them open with both hands he started to push her skirt up her body. "I'm going to finish what I started!" He snarled in her face as she tried to pry his hand from around her throat. "Stop struggling and you may just enjoy it." He smirked evilly at her as he final pushed her skirt over her breasts.
Just then the sound of wood splintering into millions of tiny pieces filled the room. An inhuman snarl split the silence and Victoria felt Mathew being pulled off her. She coughed as she gasped for air and slid to floor as the sound of glass shattering followed her fit of coughs. she looked up and saw a powerfully built man of at least six feet five inches standing with his back to her. He had dirty blond hair that seemed to be standing on end. Victoria could see the seems of his shirt straining to contain his bulging muscles as his shoulders heaved with his fast heavy breathing.
Mathew was lying on the floor by the vanity amidst the shattered glass of the mirror, his platinum blond hair now turning red as blood leaked into it from at least two large gashes on his head. Victoria stared in shock. It was the first time she had seen a dead body. It was the only reason she could think of for Mathew being so still.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY SON!?!" Adam bellowed as he rushed to Matthew's side just as he stirred for unconsciousness
"H-he-" Victoria stammered incoherently.
"The man that had saved her was turning around and looked like he wanted to snap her neck. She flinched back and Adam spoke.
"Nobody wants to hear your lies you fucking whore!" Suddenly the dirty blonde gave an animalistic growl as he lunged toward Adam.