Sexual Desire - Chapter 6 (Part 2)

I hope this chapter clears up why Madison is so emotional, and very hurt. I cannot say how old Steven is yet..or Madison. I'm not sure I'll tell you for a while still ;] It keeps the suspense of the story ladies. As for the moral of the story, I can't give it away yet..but it is a twisted story about how the birth of love can come from any situation. If you don't understand..please go back and read the Intro, or the beginning chapters :]

Lexy L. - Thanks so much for reading. It encourages me to keep writing when people like you make an effort to show you genuinely care. It seems as though we both like each others stories. Kinda makes me smile :] I really, really hope you like this chapter!!

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Picture is of Alex, Madison's older brother.

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Sexual Desire - Chapter 6 (Part 2)

(Madison's point of view)

I remember the date, July 22, although everyday I go through a constant fight to forget it, that day...and many after. Alex and I arrived home from school around the same time everyday. Dan usually came home drunk, late after mom has already started cooking dinner around Seven. He always demanded his dinner as well as the big comfy chair and the remote to the TV. But today, July 22, he was there when I walked in through the door, sitting and waiting.

I could tell he was drunk, the way is mouth curved, the way he lay sprawled in his chair with his arm hanging over the side. I walked through the door as brisk as possible to escape the yelling words he usually spat at me. I dropped my bag by the kitchen counter, and headed down towards Alex's and I's room. Before I could turn down the hall, Dan had already been quick on my heals. I kept walking, then a quick slight pain sent shivers all up and down my body as he grabbed my wrist. I could smell beer all over him, I turned to look at him, and as I did, his ice-cold blue eyes stung my own deep oceans. I tried to look away, but his other hand reached towards my chin and pulled it close to his face. I tasted the beer seeping through his mouth, I felt the warmth of his cheeks, but the snow capped mountains in his eyes were freezing me all over.

I am twelve, I was twelve then. I had never kissed a boy, never held hands, I was every word close to shy and very quiet. I always dreamed about my first kiss and how magical it would be. This man, I guess my step dad, Dan, was 49 years old.

He pressed his rough lips against mine. He stuck his tongue down my throat, and wrapped his arm around my waist. I pushed his body away, pulling my lips back to my own face, and trying to loosen his grip from him still firmly holding onto my wrist. I took a step back, his grip became tighter, every time I took a step, he took a step forward. He was cornering me into the end of the hallway where my room was on the left.

I reached for the door knob with my free hand, and pushed it open....letting out the silence that lay in a completely empty room. I screamed, "ALEX!". But my mouth was securely covered, and then his body was on top of me and I.....

-Back to present time-

"Madison...Maddie..baby, what's wrong..please talk to me..I didn't mean too..I'm so sorry..so very sorry..don't leave me...I'm falling in..", Steven whispers into her ear.

Steven is leaning against the wall with Madison back against his chest, and her head underneath his chin. Her beautiful eyes are open, staring straight forward, tears gone, mouth tightly closed. Her shirt was off, and her black bra was staring at the wall in front of both of them. Her pants slightly down, and one shoe off.

Only ten minutes earlier, Steven was grabbing at her body, pulling her clothes off, and pushing his body against her. Before anything could happen, Madison had started yelling..pushing him into the bathroom.

Madison's eyes blinked away tears, and she turned around to face Steven. Looking him straight in his eyes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. He squeezed tighter around her tiny body. "Tighter", Madison whispered into his ear, and he did. Fast breathing, and heavy heart beats pounded out into the hall, out the front door, into the street, until it found it way back to Dan. Dan sitting in his chair, drinking his beer, with his same arm hanging over the side. She let him have it, each tear that fell from her cheek while she was in Steven's arms, was every word she never said to her mom. Never said to Alex, never told anyone.