The Outsiders

Chapter 11- "Lead Me Out Of This Darkness"

Elliott's POV:

We pull up to my house. My sister is asleep so I carry her in. My mom is staying in the hospital for a few days and my uncle sent us home. He said he'd be back in a bit but wanted Parker to go to bed.

I carry her to her room and lay her on her bed.

She falls asleep instantly.

I go to the bathroom and jump in the shower. I let the hot water hit my skin and sigh with relief. The hot water feels great and relaxing.

I get out, dry off, and jump into bed and close my eyes.

...

I wake up to the sound of moans. I sigh, clenching my fists. I didn't want to interrupt him and his slut so I turn my music on low and grab my notebook and start scribbling words and numbers.

My uncle walks in holding a vodka bottle and gave me a dirty look, "Shouldn't you be asleep?"

I shrug, continuing to scribble numbers in my notebook.

"Well turn that shit off and go to sleep." He said, taking a slug of vodka. "You've had a long day and could use it."

"Its 10:27, why do you care? Why are you even in my room?" I asked. Better yet; why was he talking to me or caring about me.

"Cause I heard your music and figured you heard Molly and I-"

"Oh, so that's her name. I thought maybe it was just a nameless prostitute off the streets you picked up to have sex with you in your dead brothers house."

Rage crossed his face. he glared at me like he was gonna strangle me but instead said, "I just don't want you to tell your mom about it, alright?"

I shrugged. "How do you know I wont?"

"Because I might just do a little something to you if you do tell," he threatened.

"I'm not scared of you," I said crossing my arms.

He took a few steps towards me. I didn't do so much as flinch.

"You wouldn't dare touch the son of your dead brother, he just might come down and kill you or drag your drunk ass to hell."

"You should shut up," He said, grabbing the collar of my shirt and pulling me off the bed. My notebook falls off my lap and lands on the floor. He scolds at me and lands a punch on my cheek. I cried in pain and tried to pull away, but that only resulted in more pain on my part. I felt a tear falling down my cheek as he pulled his leg up, pushing me onto my bed with it. He started choking me, his arm on my throat, cutting off all oxygen from entering. I gasped for air.

He started to forcefully remove my shirt and panic filled my veins. What was he doing?

He stopped choking me and started unbuttoning my jeans. I cried out, begging for him to stop. Tears were flowing in a gentle stream down my face.

"You wanna talk back to me again you little worthless bitch."

I shook my head frantically, gasping to breathe because I was shaking and crying uncontrollably.

"Stop!!"

He pulled off my jeans and then my underwear. "Please don't do this!!!"

His hands touched my penis and begins moving it up and down. And then moved his head between my legs and closed his mouth over it.

I let out a sob and breathing became impossible. He sucked harshly and even though I'm not gay I can't deny it didn't feel good. But I focused on breathing and not what he was doing to me. I tried not to cry or scream loud enough to wake Parker up. Where is that Molly? Had she left? Why wont he stop?