My Love//JJ MAYBANK

No. Stay

He threw me to the ground. Only to kick my in the ribs, chest, head and face, of course he is wearing his steal toe boots while he's doing this.

He picks me up by my hair and hits me on the head twice with the beer bottle until it finally breaks.

He kicks my ankle and im pretty sure he sprained it in the process making me scream out in pain.
"Shut up you little whore!" He shouts.

He throws me against the wall and starts to remove my shirt.

"STOP!" I cry in disgust and pain.

"SHUT UP! IF YOU'RE GONNA BE A WHORE THEN YOU'RE GONNA BE TREATED LIKE ONE!" He warns.

He puts his right hand in my pants and underwear as I try to squirm away from him, which earned me a hard slap to my face.

"DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME" I yell as he starts doing things to me that I am not enjoying at all, pulling my pants and underwear down with his free hand.

I try running away but his body is pressed against me pushing me to the wall.

"STOP DAD!" I scream again and again and again but he doesn't. There's nothing I xan do at this point, I'm too weak to move.

At this point I'm balling my fucking eyes out because I have zero control and I feel so gross.

After a couple minutes of him using me as a toy while I'm screaming and crying telling him to stop, he leaves the room.

As quick as I can I put my clothes back on, I climb out the window, down the tree after grabbing my bag and leaving as fast as I can.

I cry the entire walk to the Chateau, from both pain in multiple different ways and disgust.

When I get back to the Chateau it seems the hurricane started because it was raining with heavy winds as I entered the property.

I walked into the Chateau only to find JJ pacing the floor looking at a watch he probably found in the floor.

When he hears the door open he looks up so see my soaking clothes, cut up and bruised body, and a face full of tears.

As soon as I lock eyes with him I fall to the ground and start balling my eyes out.

He comes towards me and tries to wrap me in a hug, but I need to scream and don't wanna burst his ear drums, so I push him away and scream bloody murder for as long as I can.

I look up and he sitting beside me with tears in his eyes, eyes filled with worry and pain.

I let out another cry and my body slumps.

He tries to hug me again and I let him this time, because even though I just got raped by my own fucking father, I will always, always, always feel safe in JJs arms.

I know I can trust him with my life.

"Can I move you to the couch baby?" He asks quietly.

I nod my head slowly and wrap my arms around his neck.

He picks me up bridal style and lays me on the couch while he goes to the bathroom and wets a face cloth.

He comes back and sits on the edge of the couch by my stomach, inspecting my body to look for cuts to clean.

I grab his chin and move his face up so he can look at my head, because technically I was only bleeding on my head.

"Beer bottle smashed against my head. The rest were kicks from his boots" I tell him almost everything that happened.

"Whered he get you cupcake?"

"Same as last time, he also sprained my foot i think a-" I was going to continue but im not really ready to talk about the other thing yet.