The sun shined in my eyes as they fluttered open, making me smile as I snuggled deeper into the covers, not realizing someone else was in my bed until I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer and just by the smell alone, I knew exactly who it was and my eyes bugged out of my head when I realized I was completely naked underneath the covers!
"Let me go!" I yelled, jolting Steve awake, making him let me go as I stood up, wrapping the sheets around my body as the tears started to form in my eyes.
"Molly please let me explain..." Steve was cut off by me however before he could finish his statement.
"What the Hell happened last night?" I asked, hoping I didn't do what I think I did with him.
"It's not what you think..." I cut him off again.
"Steve I'm naked okay? My clothes are sprawled out all over the damn place and you're in your boxers! So you tell me what the Hell I'm supposed to think!" I shouted angrily, putting my clothes on as I watched Steve's every move.
"Damn it Molly nothing happened..."
"Steve I think it would be better if you seen a different therapist because after what happened last night, I don't trust you anymore. What you did was so deceitful and cruel. You..raped..me..." I trailed off, tears flowing down my cheeks, making Steve get up and grab me by my shoulders, staring deep in my eyes.
"Molly I would NEVER hurt you that way. If you would only lemme explain than you would know the truth." Steve stated, making more tears well up in my eyes.
"I'm sorry Steve, but I can't be sure that you didn't unless I get checked out." I replied in a low voice, not sure what to believe anymore.
I felt Steve's rage building in the room and knew I had to get out of there before something else happened that shouldn't. I quickly put the sheet in Steve's arms and ran out of the room, hoping and praying to God that one of the men I loved didn't rape me. I was so deep in thought that I didn't see the huge figure coming toward me until it was too late and I was face to chest with my own father Mark Callaway.
Dad stared down at me with fire in his eyes and I just gulped, knowing exactly what he was thinking and I couldn't take it anymore. I ran into my father's arms as the tears flowed down my cheeks, needing him more than I ever needed anyone at that moment.
Mark was taken a back by his daughter's behavior as he took her into his arms, wondering why she was crying on his shoulder. He finally felt her calm down and pulled away a little, looking deep in her emerald green orbs that were identical to his. He could feel her shaking violently and the heart-wenching sobs racking throughout her body.
"What's goin' on baby girl?" He asked, making more tears well up in my eyes.
"I don't know..." Was all I got out before my voice cracked and I just bawled, covering my face with my hands as my father took me in his arms again.
"Let's go to my room and you can explain it to me there okay?" He asked and I just nodded, knowing I couldn't hide my feelings from my father any longer as we walked down the hallway toward his hotel room.
Steve growled as he through the sheet on the bed harshly, hoping she didn't get checked out. He didn't mean for things to go as far as they did, but the moment he undressed Molly and seen her perfect body, he knew he had to have her no matter what before Brock got his meaty hands on her. Steve closed his eyes as he remembered the previous night events, licking his lips as he remembered how good it felt to have Molly's walls clamped around his shaft and the way she tasted was undescribable. He knew she was virgin and that it was wrong to do it, but he didn't have a choice. He had to have her before Brock did because deep down he knew she would end up picking Brock in the end.
'I'm sorry Molly, but I didn't have a choice. Please forgive me.' Steve thought as he sat down on the bed and pulled out Molly's underwear from under the mattress, sniffing it and he knew he would have to leave before things got way out of hand.
Chapter 12
"Sit down baby girl while I get you somethin' to drink." Dad gently commanded and I did as he asked, feeling very sore especially between my legs and that thought made me shiver with absolute dread. "Here ya go."
I took the glass of water from my dad and just lost control as I hauled off and threw the glass, making it smash against the wall as I let out an animalistic growl. Dad took a few steps back as I started pacing and finally stopped, raising my gaze to my dad's and what he seen must have scared the Hell of him because the color immediately drained from his face.
"He raped me! That son of a bitch raped me!" I growled, my eyes becoming a dangerous dark green from anger and fury.
"Who did baby girl?" Dad asked calmly, trying to keep his own temper in check.
"Steve Williams." I replied, making the rest of the color drain out of my father's face and I didn't blame him.
"I have to go to the hospital to get checked out dad. If I get pregnant from him so help me GOD!" I stated in a deadly tone and stormed out of the hotel room, heading toward the hospital to get checked out.
"Ma'am how can I help you?" She asked gently, seeing the tears welling up in my eyes again.
"I think I was raped last night and just need to get checked out." I stated, emotion evident in my eyes as the nurse took me to the back where for the next four hours I was asked a bunch of questions, most of which I didn't have an answer too.
"I'll be right back Ms. Callaway." The nurse said and left after I nodded to her and started to have visions from the previous night come back to me.
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"How about a drink?" Steve asked once I had awaken from my little nap in his truck.
"Sure." I replied, not even realizing what I had said until it was too late.
A half an hour later I was laying on the bed and Steve was on top of me, undressing me and I couldn't do anything as I envisioned Brock in my mind. I felt Steve's lips on my neck and soon he was inside of me, making me scream out of pain, but he covered my mouth up with his hand and started thrusting deep inside of me.
"Just relax and enjoy baby. I promise you'll enjoy this." I heard him whisper in my ear and that's all I remembered.
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'My God I encouraged him!' I thought frantically just as the nurse came in with a stoned look on her face.
"We found semen in your system and you could end up pregnant. Your walls are stretched and by the looks of things, you didn't want this bit of news did you?" The nurse asked, making all the color drain out of my face.
"How long does it take to get pregnant?" I asked, wishing to God I didn't have to ask that question.
"Take a pregnancy test in the next two weeks and if it shows positive than you're going to be a mother. Do you want to press charges on him?" She asked, making more tears fill my eyes as I started to shake with fear.
"Can I call my dad please?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as the cold harsh reality hit me with the realization that I could become a mother of a child who was produced from rape.
