I was woken up to someone violently shaking me. In panic I began to scream keeping me eyes close.
"FUCK!" I heard a deep voice curse and the shaking stop. I opened my eyes to Derek hovering over me.
"It's time to get ready for dinner. We leave in an hour chicka." Shivers began to run up my spin but I ignored them. I was still in a sleepy fog as I silently picked up my dress and headed for the bathroom. Derek was already ready, wearing a dark grey button up under a suit jacket and black trousers that looked a bit fitted.
Finally pulling up to the restaurant after a long drive of silence. Derek and I walked into the place with his hand resting on the small of my back guiding me to the table our parents sat at. From a distance we may have looked like a couple; however, we were still some what a stranger to one another. Derek pulled out a chair for me and he sat on my left. On both end of the table were Mr. Kay and Derek's father. Across from me was Mrs. Kay and Derek's mother sat in front of him. The air was thick with tension and I felt like I was going to suffocate.
I was thankful for Mrs.Kay and her attempt at breaking the silence. "How was getting to know each other?" Her smile was so warming. "We just talked about hobbies and interest while I gave Buggy the grand tour of her future home." Derek looked down at me and smiled. I didn't have much time to analyze what he said but I read 'just go with it' from his facial expressions. "Yes, the workout room will be great for the winter, instead of jogging in the cold." I hoped my smile did look to fake. "That's great bug." Mr. Kay said with a smile. The waiter rescued us all by bring trays of steaming plates.
After the food came and we were all half way finished Mr. Galeazzi spoke up. "Let's get down to details then." He looked at his wife. "So after talking with Natalie, we both thought an October wedding would be lovely. October 20th to be exact."
As I looked into Mrs.Galeazzi's eyes while she spoke I realized, she and Mrs. Kay were not much different from one another. They both had powerful, intelligent, business men seated beside them who were more of teddy bears when it came to their wives. They would do anything in their power to make them happy. Seeing the warmth in Mrs. Galeazzi's smile I knew like Mrs. Kay she had a big heart. The harder I looked I also realized that he want for not just another child, but a daughter. I was not only the answer the Mrs. Kay's prayers but Derek's mother's as well. I was just an abandoned child at birth, left on a bus bench to face the world alone. Now I had two mothers showering me with their love. I felt a tad bit of jealousy pull at my heart, I liked making other people happy but when was I going to get my prayers answered of learning how to love again?
"WHAT?!?! That is only four months away! She isnt even 18, she bearly is 17." Derek's sudden movements of standing up causesing his chair the fly back and thunderous out burst pulled me back to reality. As calm as he could be Mr. Galeazzi stood but to Derek being 2 or 3 inchs shorter said in a stern voice "Be seated, you are causeing a scene son." Derek didn't flinch a bit but sat down. " The Kay's have given their approval to wed their daughter while she is underage. The contract as well states that you are to be wed by the end of the year and we are wanting it to be as soon as possible." Derek just huffed and puffed you would think he was a 10 year old and no a....I thought for a moment wait how old is Derek. I knew he lived on his own so he had to atleast be 18 but now that I recall no one ever spoke a word of his age.
Walking out of the restaurant I began to follow Mr. and Mrs. Kay. I had only walked a total of 5 steps before someone grabed my wrist turning to face the. "Derek." I said his name out of shock but was glad it had only been him. "You are coming with me chicka." He breathed taking a step closer to me. I could smell alcohol on his breathe. I didn't recall seeing him drinking. "I have to go home." I tried to pull my wrist free. "No chicka you are mine now." I turned my head looking for anyone to help but it was just Derek and I on the sidewalk in front the restaurant. I learned the hard way in foster care. When someone stronger than you haves a hold of you just go with them. Never fight. It took many bruises and body aches for this lesson to be ingrained. I let Derek lead me to the car. "Derek you're a little drunk let me drive please." I pleaded to him. He gave a a look that scared me into silence.
Derek parked in front of his Manson and walked over to my door and pulled me out of the car. "Is this what you want?!" He slurred as he carried me over the door way bridal style. I was to scared to speak. "huh? I can have any women I want. So don't think a little girl like you chicka is gonna keep a man like me pleased." He threw me on his huge bed and crawled on top of me. I wanted so badly to cry and fight him off. I knew I probably could take him in his drunken state. Just as I thought that he pinned my hands over my headed. Never mind. He was strong. "Why don't I see what my little future bride can do for her future husband." He leaned and very slowly peaked my lips. He then went for a second kiss this one rough. He keep licking my bottom lip wanting me to grant entrance. He let out a growl. One of his hands make their way up my shirt and he started kneading my breast. Out of shock I gasp and he took the chance to explore my mouth with his tongue. I started to cry. I just wanted his hands off me.
Rolling off me to take off his shirt and pants he came right back sitting on top me. He lifted my upper body with one hand and took off my dress. I began to shake as he leaned down to trail kissed on my neck to my breast. He sucked and bite till I have a huge hickey on my right breast. His head just dropped between my breast and after a few minutes I heard a faint snore.
He eventually rolled off of me and I scooted as far away as possible and curled in a ball and just cried.
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Teen FictionBuggy Reann Kay. Growing up in foster care until she was 12 and was took in by a couple who did all they could to love her hoping she'd love them in return. Finally having a home and people who cared for her properly she still felt hard to trust and...