The Ride 2

For about fifteen minutes, 11 year old Antifun had a taxi driver's hand up her skirt as she sat holding her breathe, her tears steadily rolling down her cheeks. It hurt, he hurt her as he kept pushing his fingers inside of her while having his other hand on the steering wheel.

To other drivers it probably looked like everything was okay, also, Antifun was really short so people couldn't really see that there was somebody in the passenger seat unless if they stood close to the taxi. He had forced her to keep her head down to and molested her all the way until they came to a corner where he was supposed to drop her off.

He pulled his hand away and looked at her with no emotion at all and said,

"Say hi to your dad for me".

Antifun was shaking, she didn't even listen to what he said because she too busy trying to stand on her feet. In her mind the horrible incident was still taking place and she just couldn't snap out of it. The next moment she saw the car drive off and there she stood alone, in her school uniform, just a few blocks away from her dad's house.

So many thoughts ran through her mind so she decided to take time and sit down. Had that really just happened? She couldn't believe it. She tried telling herself that it was a bad dream, but then she felt the pain and discomfort between her legs, and knew it was real. It had happened. A friend of her dad had molested her in a taxi, in his taxi.

She couldn't really understand that she wasn't to blame at all but she kept coming to that point.

"I could've stopped him. I could've screamed. I could've bitten him. I could've done something", she kept saying over and over as she slowly stood up and walked away.

"Maybe I shouldn't have smiled so much. Maybe I should've worn my trousers today. Maybe I..."

"..there she is!", shouted her father as he opened the gate for her.

He had no idea what had just happened. He had no idea that something bad had happened to his daughter. The smile on his face warmed her heart a bit and the jumping castle in the frontyard suddenly distracted her mind from the incident that had left her traumatized.

To be continued...

hearts, Queen

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