“And I did protect them, over my own well-being.”
*****
Night
Jake drove back to his house after he had forgotten to bring the booze that he was supposed to have with him for Alex’s party, Alex was home-alone this weekend and decided to throw a house party for his friends.
“Jake, how the hell can you forget the booze, you idiot! If I keep forgetting thing’s than I might as well not even start drinking tonight” He thought to himself.
He opened the front door, crossed the living room and went straight towards the kitchen. He grabbed the forgotten booze, did a one-eighty and went straight back to the front door. He was surprised that nobody was in the living room. His Mom had a nightshift from work, Debby had a sleepover at a girlfriend’s house and Casey should have been home together with Patrick who stayed the night.
Jake shrugged his shoulders and went for the door, he then heard a loud slam coming from upstairs when he just turned the knob. He stood still and kept on listening… Another slam. Something was wrong. He closed the door and made his way to the stairs, he could hear two people talk softly, it was coming from the direction of his older sister’s room.
He sneaked up the stairs as quiet as he could before he was confronted with a loud yell, a yell that came from his sister.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!”
Jake’s heart started bumping into overdrive, he had an awful feeling, only Casey and Patrick were at home and she was not screaming to herself. He snuck up to the second floor and before he knew it he was in front of his sister’s door. It was closed so he decided to open it really slow with one hand, at the same time he opened an audio record app on his phone and started recording.
It was those eyes of him, the eyes of his mother’s boyfriend that changed when his older sister came back living with them, the way he looked at her sometimes, undressing her with those eyes of him.
Jake was aware of his strange behavior and so was his sister, though Patrick never did something when he was around them all. Casey and him had been home-alone together before so why now all of a sudden. Jake knew he had to get some kind of evidence, accusing somebody without hard evidence would usually turn against the accuser, nobody would believe him or her.
He opened the door just enough to see inside, what he saw made his blood boil. Casey was on the floor next to her dresser, she was covering her right exposed breast with her left hand because her blouse was ripped open. She was holding her skirt tight with her right hand, it also was ripped slightly at the bottom. Her mascara was running down her eyes, she had been crying.
Standing in front of her was Patrick, looking over her like she was some kind of insect, he had obviously tried to strip her off her clothes.
Jake had to use all his strength to keep him from ramming through the door and beating the everlasting shit out of Patrick, he tried to keep himself calm because he knew he needed some evidence. But, if Patrick would dare to make another move towards his sister then he would snap.