'Bennie, let me not hear of this from anyone’. He barked as he
pulled his pants up. I gave him a
side
glance and noticed how long his weewee was.
It was definitely big, long and was a little curved
at the tip. How on
earth did that enter my body? I shuddered
at that very thought, I was still in pains
'Now stand and go clean up'. He snapped.
'This my dear ain't the
last you will hear from me,Well
nobody will believe you if you go running your
mouth because I am that perfect uncle everyone wishes for' He continued.
'No girl has ever visited me and you don’t see me in their company neither are my male friends of
questionable
character..so my dear better think twice'. He finished.
I didn't move a muscle as he spoke, I was weak and I felt
defiled. My heart was filled with anger and
I vowed to make him pay.
My door banged shut and I knew he was gone. I let out a sigh
of relief and fresh tears ran swiftly
down my cheeks, I stood up and ran to the
bathroom. I went under the shower and stood there letting
the hot water bite my
skin if only it could peel away the hurt I felt in my heart. I scrubbed my body
vigorously wiling the act away. I couldn’t touch my butt because it was still
sore, very sore. I was too
young to go through this but what could I do. I sat
down even though it felt like something was still
stuck up in there.
I wanted my dad.
'Hello is anybody home?' That was mom. My beautiful mother. I decided
in my heart that I wouldn't
tell her about it. She had enough troubles already
plus we barely have enough to feed with or
pay bills.
Since Dad died we've barely
had enough, things were difficult and Mom tried to put up a smiling face
for our sake. Sometimes uncle Duke helped with some bills. I wont add to
her worries and
besides mom may not believe me, after all uncle duke was her younger
brother.
'Bennie'. Mom called
'Hi Mom' I replied with a grin plastered over my face. I wont
give anything away. I may be young
but I was smart and maybe a bit too matured
for my age. Everyone said so.
'How was school today? Made friends yet'
'School was good I really enjoyed the history class'. I've always
had a thing for histories.
'So? How many friends have you made'
'None, Mom but I'm cool with the kids in my grade. Just the
normal 'hello hi'. Who needs close
friends anyway'. I shrugged.
I didn’t want any. I had become a loner and a sadist since Dad's death.
'Well Bennie, I would like you to make some new friends. You didn’t
cry at your dad's funeral
and I am scared you've put all the hurt and anger sealed
in a liitle teapot. You need to let go'.
'Dad will be back' No one seemed to understand that.
'Bennie? Your dad won't be coming back. He is gone forever'.
'Where is uncle duke? Hope he is fine'.
Uncle duke’s name had brought back the memories.
Soon I will make him pay....