CHAPTER 3
Kaylee cooperated when Philip smiled at her, clasped his hand around her waist, and pressed her to his chest, feeling her breasts against him. He cavorted with her in a shameless, indecent whirling dance, engaging in a familiarity that broke all bonds of good breeding. Her silent misery turned into a burning rage when he squeezed her ass.
"G
et off me, you pervert!" Kaylee yelled.
"What is it, Kaylee?" Mr. Warren asked.
"This—this evil boy—he—" The words were hard to say. It was embarrassing to admit he had squeezed her ass.
"What did he do?" Mr. Warren pressed.
"What did I do, Kaylee?" Philip asked with a pathetic expression of feigned innocence. It left Kaylee speechless. "How could you pretend so—"
"What did he do?" Mr. Warren frowned.
"Forget it! Because it is obvious no one will believe me. He is acting, and look at their faces. How much they want to spew venomous words at me! I am outta here!" Kaylee flounced out of the hall.
The stare Mr. Warren gave Philip made him scared.
"I swear to God, I didn't do a thing," Philip defended.
Kaylee got outside and burst into tears. "I hate everything! I just hate everything!" She hit her chest hard.
She sniffed, cleared her wet eyes, and took a taxi home.
She got home and closed the doors, feeling a sense of safety. She was scared. She hated being home alone but had to live with it.
She looked at the ticking clock and discovered it was only 11:00 a.m. How early. She lay on her purple bed, closed her eyes, and then heard a creak. She became alert, stood up immediately, and grabbed the candelabrum. Then she saw a rat sneaking out of her room. She felt foolish and hurt by her own pride. She lay back on the bed, curled her legs together, holding the candelabrum tightly against her chest. Then she slept off.
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Kaylee woke up and sighed at the darkness of the room. "Ahhhhh," she screamed, placing her hand into her pocket and pulling out her phone. She turned on the flashlight and sighed with relief. She was hungry but couldn't stand up to prepare something. Still scared, the worms in her stomach started gnawing at the walls of her stomach. There was food in the house, but fear wouldn't let her go get it. She started playing Temple Run on her phone until she fell asleep again.
She woke up again. Heard the door bang shut. Who the heck was that? It was definitely someone. She could hear footsteps. She held on to the candelabrum tightly and switched off her cell phone flashlight. Masculine voices that were just starting to break.
"God, please save me." She closed her eyes tightly and started whispering prayers. The footsteps were getting closer. She wrapped herself in the blanket so that she wouldn't be noticed. She had asked her mother for a bed with space underneath to hide in situations like this, but her mother didn't believe such a situation would occur. The door to her room creaked open.
"Isn't this her room?" a voice whispered.
"It is, her slippers are here," another voice said.
OMG! One of the voices sounded so familiar. "Check thoroughly, I must have her," the voice came again. Kaylee compared it with, "You are not my type, you've not got what I want in a girl----" The two voices matched. "Those are Philip's voices," her body screamed. She started whimpering. She couldn't help it. She covered her mouth, but the noise kept coming. Then a flashlight was pointed in her direction. She tried to hold her breath, but it wasn't working. So, all she could think of was the candelabrum.
"Check there!" Philip ordered.
Kaylee gripped the candelabrum tightly as they walked toward her bed. Before he could open up the blanket, Kaylee had already stood up and used the candelabrum to hit him. "Urghhhhh!" he groaned.
Philip gasped and flashed the flashlight at her. She stood with the candelabrum for defense.
"Don't you dare come any closer," she warned.
"Oh dear Kaylee, we are not here to harm you," Philip uttered.
"Oh, shut the fuck up! Then why are you here at this time of night?"
"I just realized after squeezing your butt that you have a great butt, and I am ready to bang it if you still wish."
"Are you sick?! When have I ever wished for that?"
"When you confessed your love for me."
"That doesn't mean I wish you---anyways, leave my house, you are not welcome here."
"Why did you hit me with that candle stand?"
"I thought you guys were thieves or---"
"Or what?"
"Get out!"
"Whatsoever you think we are, we are."
"I don't understand."
"You think we are here to rape you."
"Get the fuck out, or I will end your misery with this candelabrum."
"You are right!"
"What???"
"We are here to rape you."
Kaylee frowned. Her eyes widened. Then the guy she knocked down pulled her legs down.
"Let me go!" she screamed. "Let go!!!"
"No, no, you asked for it after all."
"Let me go!!!!"