Knock, Knock, Knock.

I groan, who's at the door? What time is it? I slowly get up and open the door.

"H-Hello? How m-may-"

"Your brother told me to come and check on you." I look up at this guy, I have never seen him before. I should have known it would be that simple.

"O-Okay, well t-thanks for sto-"

"He also told me I could have, as he put it, a little fun." He interrupts me with an evil glint in his eye. He slams the door shut, then I hear the click of a lock. I start to panic.

No, No, NO! He takes slow steps towards me. I start to take steps back but her lunges before I can get very far. He grabs me by the waist tightly.

"Let me go!" I scream, trying to get out of his grasp but her tightens his hold digging his nails into my side. I thrash around. He slaps me and I feel tears start forming in my eyes. He grabs the back of my head then brings his head to my ear.

"Little girl, you better quit right now or this is gonna get worse." He whispers angrily in my ear. I shiver in fear and he smirks.

"No, Stop, Please don't do this!" I beg with tears streaming down my face. He lifts me and I start to kick around but it doesn't seem to affect him. He throws me on the couch and starts kissing my neck. I shiver in disgust, I push on his chest but he doesn't budge.

I can't let this happen, I won't let this happen. I start crying trying to think of something, anything! I look around frantically and see a glass bottle on the coffee table. The one time I appreciate my father. I can't let this guy see me try to grab it, this is my only chance.

"Your brother was right, you're so weak, this kind of makes this a little less fun, but oh well..." He says laughing evilly. He starts pulling up my shirt slowly trailing his hands up and grabs my bra pushing it up. I gasp and whimper in shock. He laughs again.

"You're so innocent." He tuts then looks down and grabs the hem of my pants and starts to rip them down. I try again to get out of his grasp but he has a death grip on my side holding me down and soon I'm left in my underwear. His hands travel down my stomach to my nether regions. I jolt away and feel hot tears roll down my face.

He's not looking, now is my chance. I grab the bottle swinging it against his head. It shatters over us and he falls on top me. He's so heavy! I squirm and wiggle to get from under him.

I get out, I don't know what to do. I can't stay he will wake up and, and I can't let that happen, not the only thing I have left. Oh my god, Xander gave me his phone number. I run up the stairs and into my father's office. I grab the phone, quickly typing in the number. I don't know how much time I have.

RING RING RI-

"Hello? Who is this?" I feel the tears continue to fall and I start shaking.

"X-Xander, I-I n-need your h-help, p-please h-hurry," I say in a shaky voice as more tears fall down my face.

"Emilia? What happened? Nevermind, I'll be right there. Just hold on." I drop the phone and head to my room. I put on some pants and sweatshirt.

I head down the stairs and hear the unknown guy groan in pain.

"What the fuck?" He looks around and sees me heading for the door. I struggle to unlock it because of my shaky hand but finally get it open.

"Get back here you bitch!" He gets up and stumbles grabbing his head. I didn't know I could hit that hard. I guess adrenaline really does help.

I run out the door and see Xander pulling up just in time. I run to his car and hop in.

"What ha-"

"Just drive! Please!" I yell.

"Okay," he mumbles. Just as Xander pulls out of the driveway I see the guy run out the door looking furious. Xander looks in his rearview mirror and a frown forms on his face.

"Who was that? What happened Emilia?" He says looking over at me with so much concern and slight anger.

"C-Can it w-wait? I-I n-need a minute." I say slumping in the seat wrapping my arms around myself. I feel disgusted, I still feel his hands on me.

"Y-Yeah, sorry you can tell me when we get to my house." He says and stays quiet the whole rest of the way.

So that was that why they left me alone, to have someone...? I shiver and bring my legs up to my chest and hug myself to bring me some type of comfort. I don't know what I did to make them hate me so much. My father and brother weren't always this way. It started when my mom just left, leaving me all by myself with them.

My dad would just start with simple slaps. Then it just got worse, turning into punches and kicks then beatings. I just didn't think they would go that far. I shouldn't be surprised though. They never really cared about me.

I never found out where my mom went, if she is even alive. She didn't tell me she was leaving. I just woke up and she was gone. I wonder over the years if she even cared about me at all? I pull out of my thoughts when we pull into his driveway.

"We're here," He says. I exit the car and follow behind him. He opens the door and ushers me in. I look over and see the women from the hospital walk into the room. That must be his mom.

"Hi Emilia. How are you doing sweety? I'm glad you're feeling better. Just take a seat. Would you like something to drink?" His mom says.

"N-No thanks," I say looking at my hands.

"Alright," She says taking a seat on the chair opposite the couch.

"Now Emilia, what happened?" Xander says looking into my eyes. My eyes start to water. He will think I'm weak and pathetic..

"I-I U-Uh...M-My father and brother w-went on a trip to a friends cabin and had me stay home," I say as silent tears fall down my face. He grabs my hand as a form of comfort. He looks at me nodding for me to continue. I can't tell him everything but some of it.

"My brother had one of his friends check on me, I guess he didn't know his friend that much and h-he-" I chock a sob.

"H-He told me he was going 'to have some fun with me'," I say putting my head down in shame. "H-He t-tried t-to-" I tried to say but I couldn't say it. I just start shaking my head and cry.

"Oh, Honey you're safe now." His mom says walking over to comfort me. She gave me a hug and I started crying all over again. I hugged her back, It felt like she was my mother. I wish I had a mother who cared about me. She rubs my back in soothing circles.

"I'm sorry honey, we will help you, okay? I'll call the police" She says. I quickly shake my head.

"N-No, No police, he's gone now right? They will be back Sunday, so I'll be okay," I say. The police can't get involved it wouldn't end well. They would come for me, or my dad would have his friends come for me. I don't want to make it worse.

"Bu-,"

"I'm fine now, I'll be fine, okay?" I say hoping to drop it.

"If that's what you truly want honey," She says in a defeated tone.

"What kind of friends does your brother have?" He says getting angry as he paces the room running his hand through his hair. I ignore his question looking at my hands.

"What time is it?" I ask, its dark out but I don't know how long I was asleep for.

"It's 9:30, would you like to stay the night. It's not trouble at all. I think it would be safer just in case..." She says trailing off.

"U-Uh sure, t-thanks," I say feeling grateful that I don't have to go back home.

"We have a pull-out couch you can sleep on, I'll go get some blankets for you," she says and walks into the other room. I look over at Xander and see he's staring at me. I feel my cheeks heat up.

"T-Thanks for picking me up, I didn't know who else to call a-and-" I trail off looking down at my fiddling hands.

"I'm glad you called me, and I'm also glad your okay Emilia." I hear him step towards me and engulf me in a hug. I hug back. I'm glad they are willing to help me tonight because I wouldn't have gone back to the house, maybe the park or something. But I don't have to thank about that now. This is the most kindness I have had in years.

What is his unknown friend gonna say to Anthony? I'm gonna be in so much trouble, but that's a bridge I'll cross when I get to it.

"XANDER!" I hear someone yell. I look at the source of the yelling and see a little girl.

"Is this the girl you've been talking about so much?" She laughs looking over at me with bright eyes. She's so cute. Wait, talks about so much? I look up at him and his cheeks are a little pink. I giggle to myself. She walks up to me and puts her hand out.

"My names Isabelle, but you can call me Izzy, all my friends do," She says I take her hand and shake it slightly.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Emilia," I say letting go of her hands. Xander's mom walks in holding some sheets and blankets.

"Alright, I got the blankets, Alexander pulls out the bed please?" Xander goes to the couch and pulls out the bed. I take the blankets from her and walk over to make the bed.

"Here, let me help," Xander says grabbing one corner of the sheet and helps me make the bed.

"Thank you guys so much for helping me, I really appreciate it," I say looking at Xander then his mom.

"It's really no trouble dear. Have you had dinner Emilia? I can fix you up something if you would like." As if right on queue, my stomach growls. I blush in embarrassment and look down at my feet. I hear her chuckle lightly.

"I guess that answers it. I'll make you a sandwich. Turkey okay?" She says heading for the kitchen.

"Yes ma'am, thank you."

"Oh please, call me Amanda, I'm not that old yet," She says laughing and heading to the kitchen

"You wanna play dolls with me! Xander sucks at it," She says throwing a quick glare at Xander. He raises his hand in surrender.

"U-Uh-"

"Mom is making her some food Izzy maybe tomorrow?" Xander says to me. She looks sad.

"Alright," She says with a pout on her face and goes back to her room.

"Emilia! Your sandwich is done." Amanda says. I start walking towards the kitchen with Xander close behind.

"I made one for you too Xander, I know how much you love to eat." She says handing me a plate with a sandwich and chips on it. I sit down and dig in. It's delicious. I know its just a turkey sandwich but its still good.

I continue eating my sandwich and chips. I look over and see Xander has already finished his meal and staring at me. Does he breathe when he eats?

"What?" I say taking my last bite of sandwich.

"I'm glad you're okay." He whispers with sincerity in his voice. I blush and he picks up mine and his plate taking it to the sink to clean.

"Thanks,"

"No problem," He says then turns around. I look at the time and see it's 10:00.

"I'm gonna go to bed. Good night Emilia. I'll see you in the morning." Xander says before leaving his room.

"Good night Xander," I say and head to the bed as well. I lay down and sigh in relief and instantly fall asleep.

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