I take a shower

All of this seemed so surreal. I felt my messy tangled hair, my lips still felt irritated, I looked down and buttoned up the top belly vest to my Making waves costume and tried again to stand.

I managed to get up and walk to my dresser for new clothes. I looked into the full mirror and was shocked at my appearance. All I needed was the running mascara and lip stick and I would have looked like the end result of a porn flick. My once new shiny costume was covered in stains, my hair was a mess, my lips still looked puffy and the dried cum still shined in its own crusted way.

I shook my head, grabbed my clothes and peeked my head out to make sure no one was in the hall way. It was clear save for the slapping and moaning sounds coming from my brother's room.

I stumbled to the bathroom, locked the door, blasted some music, peeled off my costume and stepped into the shower.

I scrubbed my body three times and shampooed my hair. Feeling the hot water run down my body and through my hair, calmed me and filled me with hope.

It was like my own world, where I could think or not think of anything I wanted. With the music turned on I couldn't hear my sister being assaulted by our older brother.

It was nice.