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Waking up from the dark hell I was in my head feels hot and it's beating like a heartbeat.
It looks like there are 4 people in the room but when my eyesight goes back to normal I see it's two, "hi my Paris," my dad's voice banged against my eardrums.
I sit up in the sit and see I'm not tied down so I get up running towards the exit door trying to open it, "HELP!" I scream.
I should've known that's stupid.
That's a waste of energy, I know my dad is too smart for that. "Sit Parisa Loya. Now," he demands pointing to the seat.
I walk over to the sit slowly and he bangs his hands on the wooden table, "FASTER," he screams. I walk faster and sit down in the chair.
"Care to explain," he throws his phone on the table and I look at the messages confused. Messages I know nothing about.
Dean took my phone.
"Dad listen... I-," he interrupts me, "shh now," he yells sending a smack across my face, "You listen young lady and you listen carefully. You send this man to me and this little girl," he swipes over and there's a picture of Hazel.
Tears roll down my cheeks and he continues, "and if they're not here in the next month you're the one we're killing."
I would much rather he kill me than my jellybean. That baby has been through too much.
"She's a child," I yell standing up.
My dad stands up as well pointing his wrinkled finger in my face, "you know we kill any and everyone, make your choice," he yells back. "Okay," I bite my lip, and tears start to blur my vision. I love Hazel and I really do care for Dean, but they're not my family.
I just meet them and I don't know if Dean is loyal like I want to be, what if he was in my shoes.
Would he choose me?
"That's my girl," my dad smiles walking across the table and hugging me tightly.
"I'll be back in a month, but if you contact me before then I'll be there then," he plants a kiss on the side of my head. Before he walks out of the room he says, "oh, and one more surprise," he turns toward two guards and says, "let him in."
In walks Lance.
Perfectly fine, I should add.
They lock us in the room together, "what's the matter baby. Look like you've seen a ghost," he teases.
"Fuck off," I yell and push right past him to the exit.
He grabs me by my hair and slams me on the concert, "don't play with me right Par."
I hit my head pretty hard and one of the guards grab him, "I'm going to kill you, babe," Lance yells.
The other guard picks me up and pushes me to the exit.
I can't even walk straight, but I manage to push lightly on the door.
It opens.
I have no idea where I'm at.
No phone.
Nothing.
I kept running until I saw a familiar sighting. I feel lightheaded and my vision got more blurry by the second, they beat the living hell out of me so there's dried up blood covering me.
No-one stopped to help me.
Seeing my job building ahead I knew I was close to where I needed to be.
I run almost stumbling a few times until I went into the building. I got a few dirty looks before making it to Dean's office. He wasn't in there but other people were, "where's Dean," I ask before passing out.
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Waking up for the second time today, "daddy P is up," I hear my sweet jellybean scream with joy.
My head is beating because of a headache, but I'm still confused. Dean rushes into the room and bends down to me, "Baby," he pulls me into a hug, and my heart aches.
Did he just call me baby? Huh...
He leaves a kiss on my lips, "I've been searching for you all yesterday and this morning, where did you go," he asks. Sitting up in bed he helps me, "whoever fucking did that to you, you tell me and I'll kill em'" he flares.
"Dean," I groan holding my head.
"I'm sorry sweetie, what happened to you I need you to talk," he pressures. "Jellybean why don't you go play with the new stuff I bought you yesterday so your dad and I can talk." She nods her head before doing so.
As much as I love myself and my life I can't let my dad murder Dean and especially not Hazel.
Maybe I should tell Dean.
He sits next to me in the bed and holds my hand, "you can tell me anything," his eyebrows raise with worry.
Clearing my throat, "my dad," I cry.
He was about to say something but I continue, "he told me that if I don't lead you and Hazel to him he was going to kill me. But I would rather him kill me than my jellybean and you. So much happened and... Lance isn't dead, he's fine."
Dean gets up furious, "My daughter? MY FUCKING CHILD," he yells throwing stuff around.
He slams the door and locks it.
His face is almost unrecognizable as he continues to destroy things and yell, "All this because I fucked you are what?" I bring my knees up to my chest and put my face in them.
Lance used to do this before he put his hands on me. I start to cry hearing Dean tear up the whole room, "fuck this," he yells. I heard the door slam and then another door slam before Hazel walks into the destroyed room, "P," she cried in a scared tone.
I remove my head from my knees and hold my arms open. She gets on the bed stepping over all the broken items, "I'm scared," she cries into my shoulder. "It's okay, nothing is going to happen to you," I whisper before kissing the side of her head.
Rocking her I heard her little snores and lays her down where her dad sleeps.
Going to the kitchen I get everything I need to clean the room up, going back into the room I start to clean it up.
He has every right to be upset.
He doesn't deserve this and Hazel is just a kid. I hope he knows I'll do anything to protect her from my dad. Anything.
After I'm finishing cleaning the room I lay in bed beside Hazel, once she feels my presence she cuddles underneath me. Kissing the top of her head I slowly close my eyes.
