My First Fanfic...Part 2

Darren ran his fingertips up the inside of Stephi's leg. Stephi started to feel uneasy and got out the jaccuzzi.
"Sorry, but i really gotta be somewhere."She said as she ran out the bathroom into the bedroom where she put her clothes back on.
"Stephi, wai..."Darren said as he heard the door slam.
Stephi got outside into the corridor and slid down the wall as she cried.
Oh God, she thought to herself as she remembered that day when she was sixteen.
She had been home alone and her uncle had come round, she was doing her make-up and he stood at the open door talking to her. She closed her eyes for a second and she felt something sharp at the back of her neck.
"Get undressed and lay down on the floor"She heard her uncle hiss in her ear. She did as she was told and got down on the floor.
"You know what we're gonna do now, don't ya?"He had said smiling evily at her. He started to unzip his jeans as she cried and cried and begged him not to do it.Then all of a sudden they had heard the key turning in the door.Her uncle had ordered her to get up and get dressed.
"Perhaps another time"he said as he left the bathroom, "oh, and you know that no one will find out about this"

Stephi cried harder as she remembered the ordeal, how could her mum allow this creep to move in with her?
Meanwhile, inside the room, Darren was very confused. As he moved closer to the door he could hear Stephi's muffled crying. He put some trousers on and stepped outside.
"Stephi, i'm so sorry"he said," i understand that you probably didn't want to take this relationship onto that level and i totally respect you for it."
Stephi started to cry more at what Darren had said, it wasn't his fault.
"I don't blame you,"she said, "I'm crying purely because of me. Something that happened a very long time ago with my........."She trailed off.
"With what?"Darren asked, looking concerned.
"Nothing, it doesn't matter."
"Yes it does, i never seen you cry like that before. You wanna talk about it."He asked.