Mike came blasting into the school parking lot. He seemed pissed about something. He only slowed down for me to get in. We were quiet most of the ride.
"Come closer," he demanded in a stern voice.
"Uh... I'm okay where I'm at." I said quickly.
He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled. "I said come closer!"
I obeyed this time. He put his hand on my thigh and drove to some twisty backroad which lead to a wooden cabin in some woods.
It looked beautiful. Something I would photograph with my professional camera I used to have.
He grabbed my arm tight and dragged me into the cabin. I threw my bookbag and coat down and made my way to sit on the couch when he grabbed my arm again and dragged me into a bedroom and pushed me onto a bed.
On this bed the unthinkable happened.
"Get undressed." He demanded.
"What? "
"Do it now!" He screamed.
I listened to him and took my shirt and pants off.
He got on top of me, started kissing me and proceeded to rape me just like my last foster father did. No one will ever believe me though. No one cares. I'm a ward of the state. All they care about is the money they get from me.
I imagined what it would be like to meet my real parents while he completely his selfish act and he left for me to get dressed and he took me home.