His Baby

The Attack

💥🛑🚨TW🚨🛑💥
THIS CONTAINS
-MENTION OF WEAPONS
-MENTION IF SEXUAL ASSAULT
-ATTACKS
-MENTIONS OF DEATH

*DING DONG* I was on his front step, it took me 45 min to get through the front gate. His house was fucking massive,it made me wonder what his parents did for a living. My thoughts where interrupted by Damien opening the front door, "Come in make yourself at home" I chuckled at the thought of making myself at home. "What's so funny" I turned to look at him he had a smug grin on his face.

I rolled my eyes "Nothing" I don't really know.why I didn't like home but I didn't. He always seemed like he was hiding something. We got started on our project and shortly into it we started to hear rustling around the house. He got up quitely and started grabbing things. I saw him grabs a huge suitcase from under his bed and put his laptop, some clothes and all his flashy jewelry into it. I started to whisper to him "What's going on" "Here is the plan after we leave here we are going to your house and you are going to pack all your things up and we are leaving the state". I didn't like being at that shit hole I call a home anyway so I was down to runaway, even if it was with Damien.

He grabbed a huge brief case and he guided me under his bed. He lifted a trapdoor,threw his bags down there and told me to climb down. I heard him grabbing what sounded like weapons. Then I saw him climbing down the trap door. He grabbed his bags, "Follow close behind me"Damien directed me "Okay" I obeyed.

Eventually we where in what looked like a garage but it was the size of my entire house. He told me to get into this huge truck that looked like it could house an entire family. He got in I gave him the address to my house and he was out. He was driving so fast, I didn't mind though. I remember my real dad driving super fast too.

✨FLASHBACK✨
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Daddy can we go for a ride" my child self asked "Of course we can princess". We got in the car he drove a unoccupied highway and he speed up and when it was time to do a turn he would drift. The last time I saw him he was I'm my lap gasping for air telling me he was happy and so proud of me. His exact words "I love you and your mother so much, I'm so lucky to have a daughter like you. I'm so happy that I could live a life with you two in it. I'll always be so proud of you Zacara, remember that". He taught me so much, he taught me how to drift and how to handle a gun. He taught me the value of a dollar, and he taught me how a man is supposed to treat me.
✨End of Flashback✨

"Go inside and pack" "Okay"
I walked up the stairs to my mom's apartment. I unlocked the door and walked to my room. I started packing I grabbed my suitcase and put all of my clothes in it. I grabbed my toothbrush,my phone charger,my headphones,my wallet,my makeup and other basic nesessities. By now I had like three bags. My mom came into my room "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU  BEEN" Once she realized that I was running away "WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING" I knew she just wanted me around to preoccupy her husband. "MIND YOU FUCKING BUSINESS BITCH, ITS NOT LIKE YOU LOVE ME OR ANYTHING, SO IT SHOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM THAT IM LEAVING THIS SHIT HOLE YOU FORCE ME TO CALL HOME" She tried to grab my bags,I grabbed her hand and held it "If you ever lay a hand on anything that's mine I will ruin you" the malice in my own voice scared me.

I heard the front door open I knew it was Damien. He came towards the noises. She slapped me...I don't know what happened but i just couldn't control myself, "YOU FUCKING BITCH, I HATE YOU, YOUR THE REASON DAD LEFT THAT DAY IF YOU WOULD HAVE KEPT YOUR FUCKING LEGS CLOSED HE NEVER WOULD HAVE LEFT YOU WHORE" I was on top of my mom choking her, she was turning blue, her scratches on my hands where getting lighter and lighter. I knew she was dying I just didn't care. "HOLY SHIT, ZACARA LET HER GO ". My grip was tight, Damien was trying so hard to save her, he was pull me off her but with every pull he made trying to get me off her I was lifting her up too. Eventually it just me slamming her head onto the ground. I could see the life in her eyes slip away, just then I let go.

She was coughing and gasping for air. I just looked at her "Tch Pathetic,You let your sorry excuse of a husband molest and rape me for years and can't even defend yourself against your own daughter.....Your beyond a terrible mother " I grabbed my bags and left the house. Damien was right behind me he grabbed my bags and put them in the back of the truck. "Are you okay" It's been so long since someone had asked me that. "No" I couldn't hold back the tears this time I started crying. Damien held me tight, He was so .....Comforting. He told me it would okay that he was here for me and that he was listening if I had anything to get off my chest. I broke down he held me the whole time.

We drove and he listened to the whole story. How my mom had changed after my dad died,How she let Victor molest and rape me every since I was 5 (Zacara is 20 and Damien is 21) and how she really felt all the time.