Topic: Bert
+Anonymous A — 12.1 years ago #36,820
When I was around 10, my family moved cross-country to a small rural town. It was a stark contrast from the over-populated suburban lifestyle I was used to. Luckily, I was one of five siblings, so I wasn't completely alone. The houses were a good distance apart, and there was lots of vacant land (and a few abandoned houses). We quickly got to know our neighbors though, and they seemed friendly. The family had two children: a daughter Katherine who was 12, and a son Bert who was 34.
Everyone knew that Bert "was trouble." At 11, I knew to stay away from him, but didn't really know why. The previous interactions I had had with him seemed pleasant enough, though were no more than 5-10 minutes, and around our parents. Katherine was nice, but really, really shy. Usually when we would play, she wouldn't say much, so it was awkward. Being the only girl, with four brothers though, I was excited to have any girl around.
One day, we were hanging out in my yard eating lunch in the grass. While we were talking, I noticed Bert walking up. He said, "kate...its time to go home.." (he was the only one that ever called her Kate-not even here parents did; I think he did for the sole purpose of how much she hated it). She stood up, walking over to him, with her eyes still looking at the ground. I said, "She hasn't finished her lunch yet." Bert said, "I dont care.." I said, "Your parents aren't even home. Why does she have to go?" Bert looked down at me and said, "mind your own business.." and grabbed Katherine's arm, pulling her away.
I remember being upset and going inside to tell my mom (more upset over the fact that now I had no one to play with, rather than how Bert seemed to be treating his sister). My mom told me to just go play with my brothers, but I remember her trying to phone their parents. Katherine came by the next day, with bruises on her. When I asked what happened she just shrugged. For whatever reason, my 11-year-old brain didn't think it was that big of a deal and just let it go. So, fast forward to later in the day, Katherine and I were exploring an abandoned house nextdoor to my house. It was rundown and didn't have anything interesting about it, we were just bored, passing the time. As we were exploring I heard Bert's voice behind us. He said, "hi...ladies.." I remember thinking it was weird that he had found us there, but not really thinking much of it. He asked if he could explore with us, and I agreed, because what other choice did we really have?
After a little while, Bert pulled off his fanny pack and took out a beer can. He started drinking and asked if I wanted a beer too. I said, "No," but he kept insisting. I tried a few sips and spit it out, saying it was gross. He just laughed. He told Katherine to have some, but she said she didn't want to. He said something along the lines of "it wasnt a question.." and Katherine took the beer. I remember thinking it was weird how much she listened to him, but again, just brushed it off. We had been hanging out for a while when things started to get weird. We were sitting down in what I'm assuming would have been a family room, talking. Bert started asking me questions, like had I ever kissed a boy or done anything more. I started to feel uneasy and told him no. He leaned in and started kissing me, but I pushed him away. He smiled and asked, "oh...is it girls youre interested in??" looking over at his sister. I said, "Gross!" He laughed and said, "kate wouldn't mind kissing you...isnt that right...kate??" Katherine was looking down and didn't answer.
Bert walked over to her, and grabbed her by the back of her hair, pulling her head up. He said, "go on kate...kiss OP.." shoving her toward me. Katherine fell forward, but tried to keep her distance between us. He pushed her again and said, "go on...do it.." I was shocked and muttered, "I---I don't want to."
Bert was getting mad that we weren't obliging. All I wanted to do was run home and get my mom, but I was frozen in place. He grabbed Katherine by the hair, practically dragging her over to me, and pushed her down right in front of me. She just looked at me and said, "I'm sorry."
Bert yelled, "kiss!!" Katherine looked up at him, looking terrified, and shook her head. He kicked her right in the face. That's when I got up and ran. Bert came running after me, but adrenaline had kicked in and I was running faster than I had ever run before. When I got home I was hysterical. It took me several minutes to get out the basics of what was happening. My dad went over to the abandoned house, but said Bert was gone. Katherine was beat up pretty good, and my dad brought her back to our house. He called their parents who quickly came to get her, but my dad said he had called the police and wasn't letting her go home with Bert around. I remember him getting arrested for beating up his sister, even though she never said anything, but they said that what happened in the house they couldn't do anything about, since "nothing really happened."
We moved away later that year, and I haven't been back since (13 years ago). I still talk to Katherine every now and then. Apparently Bert has been in and out of jail. Katherine left town after high school, and went on to a four-year college. I don't know what happened after I moved away, but she seems to be doing pretty good for herself.
Everyone knew that Bert "was trouble." At 11, I knew to stay away from him, but didn't really know why. The previous interactions I had had with him seemed pleasant enough, though were no more than 5-10 minutes, and around our parents. Katherine was nice, but really, really shy. Usually when we would play, she wouldn't say much, so it was awkward. Being the only girl, with four brothers though, I was excited to have any girl around.
One day, we were hanging out in my yard eating lunch in the grass. While we were talking, I noticed Bert walking up. He said, "kate...its time to go home.." (he was the only one that ever called her Kate-not even here parents did; I think he did for the sole purpose of how much she hated it). She stood up, walking over to him, with her eyes still looking at the ground. I said, "She hasn't finished her lunch yet." Bert said, "I dont care.." I said, "Your parents aren't even home. Why does she have to go?" Bert looked down at me and said, "mind your own business.." and grabbed Katherine's arm, pulling her away.
I remember being upset and going inside to tell my mom (more upset over the fact that now I had no one to play with, rather than how Bert seemed to be treating his sister). My mom told me to just go play with my brothers, but I remember her trying to phone their parents. Katherine came by the next day, with bruises on her. When I asked what happened she just shrugged. For whatever reason, my 11-year-old brain didn't think it was that big of a deal and just let it go. So, fast forward to later in the day, Katherine and I were exploring an abandoned house nextdoor to my house. It was rundown and didn't have anything interesting about it, we were just bored, passing the time. As we were exploring I heard Bert's voice behind us. He said, "hi...ladies.." I remember thinking it was weird that he had found us there, but not really thinking much of it. He asked if he could explore with us, and I agreed, because what other choice did we really have?
After a little while, Bert pulled off his fanny pack and took out a beer can. He started drinking and asked if I wanted a beer too. I said, "No," but he kept insisting. I tried a few sips and spit it out, saying it was gross. He just laughed. He told Katherine to have some, but she said she didn't want to. He said something along the lines of "it wasnt a question.." and Katherine took the beer. I remember thinking it was weird how much she listened to him, but again, just brushed it off. We had been hanging out for a while when things started to get weird. We were sitting down in what I'm assuming would have been a family room, talking. Bert started asking me questions, like had I ever kissed a boy or done anything more. I started to feel uneasy and told him no. He leaned in and started kissing me, but I pushed him away. He smiled and asked, "oh...is it girls youre interested in??" looking over at his sister. I said, "Gross!" He laughed and said, "kate wouldn't mind kissing you...isnt that right...kate??" Katherine was looking down and didn't answer.
Bert walked over to her, and grabbed her by the back of her hair, pulling her head up. He said, "go on kate...kiss OP.." shoving her toward me. Katherine fell forward, but tried to keep her distance between us. He pushed her again and said, "go on...do it.." I was shocked and muttered, "I---I don't want to."
Bert was getting mad that we weren't obliging. All I wanted to do was run home and get my mom, but I was frozen in place. He grabbed Katherine by the hair, practically dragging her over to me, and pushed her down right in front of me. She just looked at me and said, "I'm sorry."
Bert yelled, "kiss!!" Katherine looked up at him, looking terrified, and shook her head. He kicked her right in the face. That's when I got up and ran. Bert came running after me, but adrenaline had kicked in and I was running faster than I had ever run before. When I got home I was hysterical. It took me several minutes to get out the basics of what was happening. My dad went over to the abandoned house, but said Bert was gone. Katherine was beat up pretty good, and my dad brought her back to our house. He called their parents who quickly came to get her, but my dad said he had called the police and wasn't letting her go home with Bert around. I remember him getting arrested for beating up his sister, even though she never said anything, but they said that what happened in the house they couldn't do anything about, since "nothing really happened."
We moved away later that year, and I haven't been back since (13 years ago). I still talk to Katherine every now and then. Apparently Bert has been in and out of jail. Katherine left town after high school, and went on to a four-year college. I don't know what happened after I moved away, but she seems to be doing pretty good for herself.
(Edited 55 seconds later.)
+The Detector — 12.1 years ago, 11 minutes later[T] [B] #415,931
Paragraph 7 corrected.
> Bert yelled, "kiss!!" Katherine looked up at him, looking surprised, and shook her head, up and down. He kissed her right in the face.
The rest is nice copy & pasta.
> Bert yelled, "kiss!!" Katherine looked up at him, looking surprised, and shook her head, up and down. He kissed her right in the face.
The rest is nice copy & pasta.
+Anonymous C — 12.1 years ago, 4 hours later, 4 hours after the original post[T] [B] #415,980
Cool story OP+Morbid !vbsvhaneDY — 12.1 years ago, 11 minutes later, 5 hours after the original post[T] [B] #415,982
@415,931 (The Detector )
Honestly I'm a little disappointed with this latest installment, because I can't help but notice the lack of rape and it makes me question the authenticity
Honestly I'm a little disappointed with this latest installment, because I can't help but notice the lack of rape and it makes me question the authenticity
+Anonymous E — 12.1 years ago, 47 minutes later, 5 hours after the original post[T] [B] #415,993
@previous (Morbid !vbsvhaneDY)
> I can't help but notice the lack of rape
do you want fme or beebs, raping you, or you as rapist?
> I can't help but notice the lack of rape
do you want fme or beebs, raping you, or you as rapist?
+Anonymous F — 12.1 years ago, 2 minutes later, 5 hours after the original post[T] [B] #415,995
+nogod1fone — 12.1 years ago, 1 hour later, 7 hours after the original post[T] [B] #416,030
@415,982 (Morbid !vbsvhaneDY)
And the mention of beer instead of epic 4 shot cocktails. Might have to fine tune the pasta a little
And the mention of beer instead of epic 4 shot cocktails. Might have to fine tune the pasta a little
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