The Secrets She Carries

I was in the bathroom when I heard a knock on the door

"I'm in the bathroom" I replied to the person on the other side of the door. I went back to scrubing my body and I didn't realised when the door fell open. I wasn't the only one in the house Mr Christopher was at home with me while my younger brother and Mr Christopher's children went to play football outside. I picked up my towel and mopped my body stepped out of the bath tub and when to the sink to brush my teeth. I picked up my brush and applied the toothpaste I brushed my teeth and smiled at the mirror before proceeding to step out of the bathroom. I opened the bathroom door and I saw Mr Christopher sitting on my bed with a towel tied below his waist. I was shocked before I could make another move, he pulled me to the bed letting my towel to fall on the floor

"what are you doing sir?" I asked with fear in my eyes

"what does it look like I'm doing?" he asked with a harsh tone. Before I could utter another word, he loosed his towel and pounced on me. I screamed for help but no one was around to help me, struggling at this point felt pointless because he was already having his way. I just laid there crying bitterly, I couldn't do anything. When he was done he picked up his towel and made for the door but paused and turned back to look at me "if you tell anyone about this I will kill you" he said and shut the door behind him. I didn't move from the position I was in but I could feel the blood running down my legs I just laid in that position and cried bitterly. I knew I had to stand up at some point, I didn't want my siblings to meet me in that position.

After crying and cursing for what felt like hours, I stood up, with pains and blood stains on my legs, I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. I prepared a hot bubble bath and just sat in the bathtub washing away the pains and hurt I was feeling. After some minutes, I went back to the room, changed my bedsheets took the blood stained sheets to the laundry. I came back to the room and just laid in bed like nothing had happened. I was afraid to tell my parents not because Mr Christopher threatened me but because I didn't know how they will react. I decided to wait for them to get back so I could explain it to them instead, maybe that way it wouldn't look like I'm lying but was that the best decision? I don't know maybe keeping it to myself will be the best decision and I will make sure my parents dont bring us back here again. I convinced myself that I wouldn't tell my parents and I will make sure we don't come back to the Christopher's.