For whatever reason, I knew that papa, my dad, was going to rape me. I knew that I didn't have a choice in the matter, so I accepted that It was going to happen. I was in my room at my moms house and papa was upstairs. Other than that, we were alone in the house. I was facetiming Matt, my boyfriend. I told him that papa was going to rape me and I would call the police after it happened. Matt was kind of freaked but understood that it had to happen before calling the police. I told him I would keep him on the line the entire time. A knock on the door alerted me that papa was there. I kept Matt on the line, set my phone down and answered the door. Papa walked in and laid on my bed. He told me to sit and he started brushing my skin. He was about to kiss me when there was a knock at the door. Mia, my sister walked in and gave me this look like she knew what was going to happen. I smiled and was relieved. Papa looked pissed but accepted that she was there anyway.