Excerpt from a book i will never publish...

I sat with fear in my eyes and watched him close the door. This was the third time today and i guessed he was going to be lucky this time. My aunt had left the house telling him to take care of himself and me. He smiled, the smile of victory.

"You know i care for you" he said. "Just let me show you what it means for somebody to love you. This is what love feels like, true love"

I closed my eyes and let him touch me. For the first time, i cried while he did. This didn't feel right, somewhere in my heart i knew.

"Don't cry, its only going to be a matter of time, and I'll stop. You see, its better when it is family, it is protection."

He lay me down and asked me to listen.It was blue moon, at least my mind could run away with Frank Sinatra and not feel.
And there i died my first death. It was gone.The girl was gone.