Nicole sat on the cold floor, hugging
herself to keep warm. The wind outside blew harshly against the
house making her bury her head in her arms. Nicole was 5 years
old; she had long sable brown hair with wide brown eyes. She was
just the right size for her age. The front door flew open and
Nicole cowered lower on the floor, her heart beat wildly in her
The sound of heavy foot falls echoed through the halls and
stopped at the door of the closet she sat in. She looked around
wildly, searching for something to help her. She noticed an oak
handle umbrella in the back and she reached for it. Hard hands
grabbed her from behind and dragged her from the closet, before
she could grasp it. She stumbled into the light and came face to
face with her red faced father, he smelled strongly of spirits
and the smell made her stomach flip and flop.
"You little wrench, I'll show you to hide from me, when I call
you" he sneered his foul smelling breath wafting into her face.
He dragged her behind him, she tried escaping, pulling and
tugging at her imprisoned arm, and he yanked her forward roughly
and smacked her across the face. She stumbled back dazed by the
blow. He dragged her into the room and onto the bed. She kicked
out and fought furiously, she didn't want to get hurt. Pain
rocketed through her as her father took hold of her skinny arms
and tied them behind her back.
"Nooo!" She screamed as he easily ripped the shirt she wore
straight off. She felt him lick her neck and she wiggled in
disgust. "Please don't hurt me," she begged crying pitifully, her
whole body trembled with the force of her sobs. She watched her
father smile evilly; he pulled off her shorts with a single tug,
and unbuttoned his pants. Nicole let out a scream as he entered
her. He continued to thrust harder and faster each time,
encouraged by her shrieks of pain. After a while Nicole stopped
feeling any pain, it was like a strange out of body experience,
it was if she were watching from outside her body. When her
father finally reached his climax, his semen pulsing inside her
body, she had passed out, a big void spreading before her eyes
and swallowing her.
"Nik, Nik, Nik?"
A hard hand shook her awake and Nicole groaned in annoyance and
pain as she moved to push the hand away.
"Nik" came the voice again more insistent
"Wake up!" She woke slowly, squinting against the harsh sunlight.
"What do you want Drago?" she groaned sitting up and wincing in
pain. Her brother Drago, as she called him after his fierce love
of dragons, was sitting at the edge of her bed, his glossy black
hair and brown eyes catching the morning sunlight.
"What happened to you?" he asked her taking in her strained
expression and multiple bruises on her body, he helped her sit up
on the bed.
"Nothing I fell" she answered automatically and tried to stem the
guilt that rose inside her, too late. Drago's special gift caught
her guilt and he frowned, "God damn, Nik don't lie to me, what
"He raped her," came a male voice from behind Drago, Nicole felt
shock and then a hot wave of shame and fear, she had not noticed
her brothers best friend and partner, Storm, standing in the door
Out of the corner of her eye she saw a million emotions flash
across Drago's face, shock, anger, shame, guilt and fear.
"Oh Nik, I'm sorry, so sorry" Drago moaned his eyes misting with
tears; he wrapped his arms around her small frame and hugged her
tightly against him.
"I swear, that for long as I live, I will let nothing bad happen
to you again" He said into her hair, he shared a secret glance
with Storm that Nicole did not catch.