Chapter 3

"What? Oh my God. I'm so sorry. Can I do anything to help?" I practically shouted.

Val looked down at her feet and said, "I would like to be left alone for a while."

"Oh, okay. But before I go can I say one thing?" I asked.

Val just shook hers head. She was still avoiding my gaze.

I got close to her and started to reach my hand out to her but stopped when she flinched. I was so worried I didn't even wonder if she reacted in a similar fashion earlier.

"Okay. Just know if you need anything, anything at all you will always have friends and people who care about you and love you." I said.

I was almost out the door when I heard Val call my name. By the time I turned around she was almost looking at me in the eyes.

Sounding a bit better and more confident but still unsure Val asked, "Like who? Are you one of those people?"

"Always; nothing will change that." I said.

She took my hand and led me to the living room.

"I was on my way to my room yesterday when the phone rang. I picked it up, and it was Tiffany. She asked how things went with you. I told her it went fine. I was just a little embarrassed. But you were great. She wanted more details. I didn't give her any. But she kept pressing for some. She then asked that after me flashing my breasts at you the other day if I finally tricked you into having sex with me. I may have gotten tired of her questioning and her thinking that stuff; I may have let her think I was going to jump you between now and the dance." She paused for a moment. "How was I supposed to know my dad was listening in on the other line? I told mom and dad that we should have gotten cell phones! Well after I hung up my daddy came to me looking mad. He grabbed me by the arm and..."

I was getting uncomfortable and told her, "Val. You don't have to tell me this if you don't want to."

"I think I need to tell someone. Even Tiffany only knows I was raped by daddy. No, not daddy; that man ... that monster. I'll burst and die if I can't get this off my chest. So PLEASE?"

"Okay," was all I said.

"Well he shoved me into his room. Then threw me onto his bed. I tried to get up, but he pushed me down. I was stupid enough to try again, and he slapped me. He then asked me ... no he told me, "You're sleeping around. How could you, you slut?" I tried to deny it but that just caused him to slap me again. He told me since I was sleeping around and I was a slut now, and that I broke his heart that he was going to punish me and teach me to be a good girl again. He ripped my clothes off of me. Literally not just figuratively."

Val started to cry. I let her cry as long as she needed.

"He had me get on my hands and knees on the bed. He pulled out some cuffs. He told me that my mother was a kinky girl, and cuffed me to the bed. Then he took off his clothes. He took some pictures and started rubbing himself then rubbed me all over. It wasn't long until he shoved his cock into my pussy. He pounded into me several times. He said that because I didn't have my hymen that I would be punished for that. Then he pulled out and then even more viciously started pounding himself into my ass. He did that for a while then cleaned himself off before he took a picture of his stuff oozing out of my ass. And then he made me suck him until he was close to shooting off. He even took pictures of me sucking him off. He was about half-way up my pussy when my mother caught us. I guess she called the cops before she busted in on us, because she didn't touch a phone before the cops came and took him away."