Grunting, Moanah taps the alarm. As she predicted, the boring weekend was over in a snap. Why are weekends only two days anyway? Sighing, dresses in a black white stripey tank top. She pulls a black pleated skirt on and a rib length jeans jacket. Then she steps into her sneakers and walks to the bathroom. Today would be a good day... A different day. She would try to make this week... a really good week. She puts on a fake smile and wipes the tooth paste from her lips.
"Good morning daddy" she says and kisses his cheek. He smiles and takes a zip of his coffee mug.
"Good morning princess" he scoffs. Grinning, Moanah takes an apple. "Do you like Tristan's class?" Moanah shrugs as she bites off her apple. Ian smiles and walks towards the door after the doorbell rings. "That's Jimmy, I'll go" Tristan shouts and runs down the stairs. Moanah's stomach tightens at the hearing of his name. Sighing, she throws away the remains of her apple. "I'm going to be home very late today so don't stay up" Ian shouts before he leaves. Moanah sighs. Now that too. She hates when Ian was home very late. She loved the moments they had together ... That was all she had left. She never knew her mother. Unlike the others. So, she pulled herself extra hard on her father. That wasn't abnormal right?
With a nervous heart, she walks back to the refrigerator. Jimmy's eyes burn on her again. "Is your homework done?" asks Amanda. Tristan laughs at Jimmy's worried look. "I hope you did more than Jimmy" Amanda jokes. "Jimmy doesn't even know what homework means," Moanah blurts out. She doesn't realize she's saying this out loud until she hears her family's laughter. Jimmy looks at her in frustration. Moanah smiles uncomfortably and hurriedly grabs her bag. Why did she say that out loud? She frantically tries to focus on the planned test. She tries to get her mind of him. She promised herself to make this a good day. And, she cannot break that promise. Especially not because of Jimmy.
Trying her best to fulfill her promise she tries her best to ignore Jimmy's lusting eyes, his burning comments or unnoticed touch.
"Jimmy" asks the teacher. Jimmy hurriedly takes a pen from Moanah's bag. "Hey" she yells in protest. "Jimmy, pen" asks the teacher, confirmed. "Yup" he replies. "Not at all," Moanah hisses and takes back her pen. "Jimmy, that will be detention" sighs the teacher. While everyone is laughing, Moanah shivers. She hears Jimmy growl softly. What the hell did she do? Again? Why can she never ever keep her big mouth shut?!
Heavily breathing through her nose, still trembling of adrenaline she walks into the lady's room as soon break started.
Why couldn't she just keep her mouth shut?! The look in his eyes... something she'll probably never forget. Sighing she rests her hands on the sink.
Jimmy" she exclaims as he walks in. "Ladies room!" Jimmy grabs her and places his hand on her lips. Protesting she tries to escape him, but he is too strong. He pulls her in the toilet stand. He places his finger on her lips and lock the doors. "You are a brave little ant, aren't you? Rude little pig" he whispers. "I punish little bitches like you. But how shall I punish you? I need something special for you." He looks at her full round breast. Gently he squeezes them. Arrogant Moanah hits his hand. He smirks. "You are sleeping over with me tonight. Ah, no buts. It wasn't a request. I'll tell Tristan that you are going to help me catching in some homework. And no word to anyone. Understood. Or I'll make your life a living hell. And your brother Mason... He'll pay to." Tears appear in Moanah her eyes while she nods. She can't let him hurt Mason. She had no choice. She has to. Jimmy smirks and walks out. Moanah takes a deep breath and sinks through her trembling legs. Why? Why she had to push him so far? Why did he use Mason? The only brother she really cared for! The only one who couldn't defend himself like that.
She looks at her trembling hands and takes a deep breath. Why? Why did she push him so far? Moanah shakes her head and walks slow out. Maybe she can escape before he is there? No, he will hurt Mason. Maybe she should just tell Tristan. But. He would never believe her. He doesn't even like her. He probably just hates her. Sighing she lets her head drop in her hands. Never before did she feel so alone. Before she realizes it, the day is over. Too soon. Trembling she walks towards her bike like a prisoner trying to escape death row. Just as she grabs her keys Jimmy his hand comes on hers. "We'll take my bike" he just says and pushes her a bit further. Moanah swallows nervous. She takes place on the back of his bike and bites on her lip once again. "It's not that far" sooths Jimmy. Just as she feared for.