'Home, Sweet Home'
Shelby looked around at her old bedroom and sighed, she had been up for hours, sitting up in her bed with her blanket tightly wrapped around her, jumping at the slightest creak in the house, wondering if he would make it to her bedroom tonight. She kept telling herself that he will ill, he was too sick to even think about doing anything to her, wasn't he?
She shook her head and wiped away the tears falling down her face, he couldn't get her, it was going to be okay.
"Shelby wake up!" She groaned as she got out of bed and stumbled out of her bedroom door, day one back home and already it was as though she had never been gone.
"I have to go to work, I need you to take this up to your Dad..." Shelby laughed and interrupted her Mum,
"That man is not my Dad."
"I don't care right now, just take that up along with his medication. I need you to do some chores, and do whatever he wants. Be nice Shelby, he is very ill. Now I have to go, come on Jess." Shelby looked down at the list in front of her and sighed, since when had she become a slave to the man she hated, the man she grew up calling a monster?
"Kitten!" She gripped the paper tight when she heard the all too familiar nickname and gritted her teeth, this was going to be a lot harder than she thought. She grabbed some of the pills her Mum had set out and then put them on the tray along with the rest of his breakfast.
She thought about how easy it would be to kill him, knowing that way she would never seem him again. She would never see her friends either, she would be in a prison, and even she knew she didn't belong there. Shelby frowned when she entered his bedroom and looked at the fragile looking man in the wheelchair. She stared at the oxygen tank; The only thing keeping him alive right now, and quickly looked away from it, afraid of her own actions.
"Thank you so much Kitten." He smiled at her and then tapped his lap,
"Come and sit with me." Shelby shook her head,
"I have a lot of stuff to do..." She gulped loudly and looked around the room, shaking with the fear of just touching him,
"I am sure your Mum will understand, I will tell her you kept me company. Please Kitten, I missed you."
"Don't you think I am a little too old for that sort of thing?" She looked down at the ground as tears strung her eyes,
"I don't think you'll ever be too old to keep me company.." He tapped his lap again, both of them jumping when the phone rang loudly.
"I should get that." Shelby muttered as she ran out of his room and towards the phone, she was scared of someone who couldn't possibly hurt her in this state, she was terrified of him in fact. She wiped away the tears falling down her face and answered the phone, glad to even hear a sales person on the other end, almost thanking her for saving her from him.
"Kitten." Shelby looked up from the ironing and towards the stairs, what did he want now?
"What?" She shouted up, harsher than she intended.
"I need some water..." He sounded so weak, she would have laughed if she wasn't so scared of him, the roles had reversed, he was the weak one and she was strong. It was what she always wanted, but it didn't feel as good as she thought. She was still weak, she was still a scared little girl, and he was still that horrible monster of her nightmares, nothing much had changed. She was just his little slave, doing everything and anything to please him, he was still in control and she knew that. They both knew that.
Shelby bit her lip when she placed the glass of water in his hands and took a large step back,
"Anything else?" He shook his head and then smiled at her,
"I can't wait till I am better again, I want to show you how much I missed you." Shelby shook her head,
"I don't want to know..."
"Yes you do, you love our special time together Kitten. I know you do, I could see it in your eyes and you want some time now."
"No... don't do that... don't make out like it was all on me.." Shelby turned away from him as the tears ran down her face,
"I could always have special time with Jess..." She turned around quickly and shook her head,
"No... please don't touch her, please. I will do anything. I am so sorry." She wiped away the tears from her face and walked up to him, muttering sorry over and over again, knowing she would do anything to save her little sister from the same fate. He smiled and then put his hand on her face,
"Good girl, give me your hand." Shelby nodded and slowly handed over her shaking hand, not bothering to hide the fear in her eyes. She watched him as he moved her hand to his lap and left it there, she closed her eyes and tried to think of something else, someone else. She could just see him smile, he had got what he wanted. He always knew how to get to her, he always knew what to say. She took a deep, shaky breath and opened her eyes, looking at him and then moving her hand away,
"I really do have some stuff to do..." She said as she got up and turned around, not wanting to look back at him to see the satisfaction in his face, not wanting to remind herself what a whore she was.
She ran back down the stairs and looked around the kitchen for something to do, something to distract herself from the pain that was her life. She thought about calling Sophie, or Peter but then she would have to explain why she felt the need, and she couldn't do that. She looked at the clock and smiled, it was only ten minutes until Jess got home, she would be safe then, both of them would be safe. Until night time...