"Jemmy"

"Yes dad", I answer rushing into his room.

"Come here", he says stretching his hand for me.

I eye him cautiously and move towards him not sure what his plans are. I look at Ava inquisitively but she only scoffs at me.

Have I done something wrong this time around?

"Good! Now dad, everything's in your hands, mother will be back any moment from now with the man", Ava says walking out of the room.

"What's going on dad?", I ask a little bit frightened.

"Nothing Jemmy darling, just comply and be a good girl", he says lifting his hands and touching my developing breast.

I jump in fright to the farthest corner of the room.

"D.. D.. Daad! ", I gasp out loud.

"Seems you want me to go tough on you then. I thought I wasn't going to use this but I have to if you won't cooperate", he says pointing at the cooper wire by his bed.

He comes to yank me by my hair and push me against the bed. I jump out back and rush to the door.

"Ava! Ava! Ava please help me! I promise I'll be good. I'll do your laundry and homework and the dishes but please don't let dad do this to me", I yell as I bang at the door but to no avail.

"You little rascal!", dad grunts as he yanks me by my hair and slam me on the bed. He quickly uses the cooper wire to tie me against the bed. I try hitting him but there's so little my little self could do to him.

I had seen and heard too much about rape to not know I'm about to become a victim of one and that too by my own father.

"Daddy please! Avaaa! Mummm!", I scream for help but he didn’t budge.

"Nooo! Please don't do this to meee"

"Jem! Jem! Jem! Wake up"

I abruptly open my eyes and sit up on the bed.

"You're crying Jem, what's wrong?", Jay asks in a worried tone.

I touch my cheek and true to his words, I'm crying. I thought it was real.

"He was going to rape me. Ava Locked me in the room. She.. She.. ", I wailed and Jay pulled me in for a hug.

"Shhh! It's okay!", Jay whispers trying to comfort me. I'm sure he as no clue that I'm a rape victim. I've only told Dimitri and Anita so far.

I pull away from the hug and change into some yoga pants. Wordlessly, I leave the room with Jay to wallow in his thoughts.

In the mini gym, I do some sit ups...
Goal: 50 sit ups in five minutes.
1! 2! 3! 4! 5!..

"Ava please help me", I see my twelve year old self crying and banging on the door.

12! 13! 14!...

"Father please, don't do this... ", I see my little body writhe in pain under his huge body.

28! 29! 30!...

"This is the little girl I told you about Mr Ross!", I see mother bargaining with the then stranger.

35! 36! 37!...

"Mother please don't sell me, please I'll be good. Don't let them take me away! Don't let him kill me!",

44! 45! 46! 47...

I see myself pleading as I am being dragged away from the building. From the corner of my eyes I see Ava doing a victory dance.

48! 49! 50!

I get up and begin to hyper ventilate as the tears streams down my face.

I turn around and was met with a hard chest and a hand that held a cup to my face.

I quickly took it and gulped down the content but immediately the warm milk hits my mouth, I spat it out back.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Alan? I've been with you for six years now and you still don't know that after work out, I prefer liquor!", I say furiously wiping the tears away from my eyes.

I look up and gasp at the realization that it's Jay not Alan. Alan what are you doing to me?

"I'm sorry Jay, for a second there I thought you were Alan", I say blushing.

"Why though?", with his arms crossed against his chest.

"Alan usually brings me liquor after every work out like you just did", I say blatantly.

"It's okay, let's go to bed", Jay says pulling me along to his room.

I just sigh once my head hit the pillows and I fall into a dream less slumber.

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"What the fuck!", I wake up to my face soaked in water.

"Finally you're awake, I've been trying to wake you up for the past 30minutes", Anita says oblivious to the fact that I'm shooting daggers at her.

"Anitaaaa!!", I scream at her as she leaps out of the bed and dash out of the room. I run after her down the stairs and into the kitchen.

She hides behind Dimitri and I stay in front of Jay and Dimitri balling my fist.

Jay stiffles back a laugh behind me but Dimitri laughs out loud.

"Oh Jemima!"... Laughs... "You look like.. "... More laughs.

"Get out of my way Dimitri", I say fuming with rage.

"What did Anita do to you?", Jay asks feigning innocence.

"She poured me water while I was sleeping", I state while pointing at my wet body.

"In my defense, she refused to wake up. I mean it's past noon! She slept through breakfast", Anita exclaims from behind Dimitri.

"True that!", Dimitri and Jay chorused and resume their laughter.

"What's so funny?", I ask still fuming.

Dimitri picks a mirror from the kitchen counter and shows it to me.

I stare at the girl In the mirror. She has a bed soaked hair, a wet face and a wet body. The figure was really hilarious and I soon joined them in the laughter.

We laugh out loud so hard that our sides begin to hurt and tears begin to rush out from our eyes.

"I'm really hungry" I say amidst laughter.

"I'll prepare some spaghetti and sauce for lunch", Anita says trying to stop laughing.

"Whatever you girls are doing hurry up, we're are going shopping for tomorrow's party", Jay says completely calming down.

"Party? Why?", me and Anita chorused.

"To celebrate Dennis death", Dimitri says still laughing hysterically. Dude we all get it, I'm a mess. I think smiling.

"Okay", Anita says moving to prepare the meal.

"What's the dress code?", I ask.

"Hot", Jay says at the same time Dimitri says "casual".
"Hot and casual it is then", Anita replies casually while searching through cupboards frantically for something.

"As long as it is not a skirt or a gown and I don't have to wear heels I'm good with it", I say raising my hands up to show that I'm all good while going up the stairs to take a shower.

"Skirt it is then and no arguments", Anita replies leaving no room for arguments.

I walk the remaining flight of stairs while fuming. That girl is impossible! She's seriously expecting me to wear skirt. I have never worn a skirt or gown in my life.

I continue fuming as I strip and enter into the shower.

Thank goodness I'm going shopping with them. I'm not going to buy a skirt. Off all outfits, a skirt? Unbelievable!

I scrub my body and wash my hair. I also need to change my hair. Alan doesn't like it when I cut my hair and each time I pull it up in a bun, he pulls it out and let it flows down my neck until it touches my waist. If only he knew how much that action turns me on.

I'll see if I can cajole Anita into getting a new hair color. I'm tired of this black hair and no chance in hell am I going to carry my natural champagne gold hair. I guess I'll have to call Alan to decide my hair color.

"Jemima do you want to have lunch in there again?", Jay says slyly through the door but I could decode the deeper meaning.

"No!", I immediately respond getting out of the shower and putting on a black Tee shirt and a black, crazy jeans accompanied with a pair of black Nike sneaker.

Not a lover of make up, I only apply some lip gloss. I rarely go without one. It has even served as a weapon one time I went for a mission. I comb out my hair and let it fall even though I know it'll bother me during the shopping.

I rush downstairs and was welcomed with angry stares.

"Wow you're so on time", Anita says with sarcasm dripping from every word uttered.

"Sorry?", I more or less asked.

"Whatever let's eat I'm starving", Jay says reaching for the fork but Anita cut him short with a smack to the back of his hand.

"Have you no manners McIntyre?"

"Aw come on! Jem's here already and I'm starving", he whines.

I only smile and shake my head as I settle down beside Dimitri and Jay but across Anita.

"Yes and I know that but we have to pray first", she says solemnly.

"Shall we?", she out stretches both her hands and Jay and Dimitri take each of it and I take each of their hands. With us seated round the table, hands joined, Anita begins;

"Bless us Lord Jesus and this your gift which we are about to receive from your bounty through Christ our Lord"

"Amen", the rest of us chorused.

We dish out the food and began eating.

"Mm this is so good girl, you have definitely gotta teach me how to cook", I say dreamily as the flavors hit my taste buds.

"You don't know how to cook?", Dimitri and Jay chorused with their mouth full.

"Don't talk with your mouth full", Anita says yanking them by the ear. Geez girl calm down. Not everyone is as perfect as you. I think to myself and fight the urge to not roll my eyes.

"Yea I don't and by the way Anita, is that the reason you arranged them this way? I mean so you can yank their ears?", I say answering Jay and Dimitri's question.

"Yes, I have the most mannerless set of boys and they need to be taught some manners", she says filling her mouth with more spaghetti.

"You know you're annoying sometimes", Dimitri states rubbing his sore ear.

"I know but hey, you love me that way right?", she says so sweetly.

"Of course! To the moon and back", Dimitri responds looking at her lovingly. This could be us Alan but you see me as nothing more than your sister.

"A penny for your thought?", Jay asks smiling.

"I'm not cheap you know, I need cool cash, not penny! ", I exclaim and they all burst out laughing including me.

I see Anita going for the last set of spaghetti and hot sauce. It's payback time babe.

"Holy cow! What is a rat doing in your kitchen Anita?"

"Rat? No way!", she yells as she gets up and grabs the pesticide from the top counter with heightened speed. I use the distraction to grab the food and rush it immediately.

When she noticed she has been fooled she turns back at me and looks at me with mixed emotions playing on her face, anger being the dominant one.

I run round the dinning table with the plate of food in my hand and she chases me with her fork. I run to the living room still eating the food.

"Whatever you do, don't spill anything on my couch!", Jay yells at us while Dimitri  couldn't control his laughter.

I run back to the kitchen with an empty plate and dump it in the sink while Anita does the same to her fork still trying to catch me. Jay and Dimitri clears the table and ignore us.

I run in front of Jay and try to hide there while Dimitri pulls Anita in for a hug amidst her struggle to be free.

"Dimitri! She ate the last piece of food!", she says still trying to wiggle free.

"In my defense, it was too damn good and I consider it a little payback from this morning", I state innocently.

"True that", Jay and Dimitri chorus. Anita scoffs and pokes Dimitri's chest.

"I am so not talking to you anymore", she says defiantly and turns back to walk away but he pulls her back and smashes his lips against hers.

She immediately melts in his touch and holds his neck and... Alan this could be us.

I just shake my head and help Jay with the dishes. Both of us in engrossed in each of our own thoughts.

Thirty fucking long minutes later, we're all set to go to the mall.

Jay and Dimitri and Anita argue about who is driving. Times like this I wish I had my motorcycle but no, it's in New York!

"I should drive it's my car", Jay states in a bossy tone. Pfft! And so what if it's your car?

"I should drive, it's my turn this time", Dimitri says casually.

"Both of you drive slower than a snail, so either I drive or we take separate cars", Anita says in a matter of fact tone

"Okay people, since you can't decide, I am driving and I hope you have disposable ziploc bags in the car?", I ask yanking the car keys from Jays hand and moving to the parking lot leaving no room for argument.

Roxie greets us with a friendly bark and I bend down to pat her head before proceeding to the car.

Boy! This is going to be one long ride!

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