Flower

3

I looked down as he started walking towards me. I felt my eyes start to water with tears when I saw his feet.

I felt his finger on my chin and he lifted my head so I made eye contact with him.

"Even with these shit, your still as pretty as ever Violet... "

"You, when did you get out... " I mumbled making his smile disappear.

"You were very naughty for doing such things to me Violet. "

"I didn't do anything... " I said.

"What? "

"I-I didn't do anything wrong! You were wrong! Your a p-" he put his hand over my mouth before I could finish my sentence.

He lifted his other hand and pulled me to my front door by my hair and whispered in my ear giving me chills.

"Open it... " I took my keys out and opened my front door.

I was pushed in and the door was slammed shut.

He knelt down and tightly held onto my chin making me look at him again.

Tears ran down my face as I looked into his disgusting eyes.

"What you did was wrong... What you did isn't something a daughter should do to her father. " he said making me want to throw up.

"Y-you a-arent my father. " I managed to say making him angrier.

He let go of my chin and stood up. I crawled away from him.

"I gave you a life. I love you more then anything don't you know that. Violet. " I whimpered when I heard my name from his lips for the 4th time.

"Stop saying my name please stop it... " I said and turned away.

"But Violet. " he said again making me scream.

I hate when he says my name. I remember all the horrible stuff he did to me and my foster mom. All the horrible moments I had because of him and all the horrible feelings I felt.

He went to jail when the cops got evidence of all the pain he caused us but my foster mom killed herself right after that.

He broke her so much that...

She killed herself.

And now he was back in front of me. Having my name in his disgusting lips once again.

"Leave me alone! Please go away please! " I yelled and begged.

"I'm already suffering so please leave me alone... " I said and looked him in the face.

"Not without some fun Violet. " he said and chills ran down my spine.

I was about to run away but he catched me by the arm and pulled me to my bed.

I tried to fight him off but he was stronger then before.

He sat ontop of me and he unbuttoned his belt and I was about to scream when he put his hand on my mouth.

I bit his palm but he didn't remove his hand.

When he unbuckled his belt he put it around me neck and squeezed it.

I put my hands  around the belt trying to pry it off me but it was no use.

Then everything went black.

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When I woke up it was dark. I didn't know what day or time it was.

I looked down at myself and whimpered when I saw my naked legs with bruises on them.

I looked at my chest and was greeted with a familiar site.

I picked my blanket up and wrapped it around my body and hugged myself.

I cried and cried and cried even harder when I saw my clothes on the floor all ripped and ruined.

I laid in bed for I don't know how long as I stared out the window.

And when I was finally ready I stood up and sniffed as I leaned onto the wall when my legs wobbled.

When I regained ny balance I walked to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror and touched the hickeys left around my neck. Also the big bruise the belt left that went through my whole neck.

I turned the shower head on and got under the water scrubbing myself until every part of my body was burning red.

I ripped the bandaids that were peeling off my face off. I shampood my hair and sat under the water watching as the soap went down the drain.

I stood up when I was finished and wrapped a towel around myself.

I dried myself off, put new bandaids on my face and put some sweats and a hoodie on.

I stood up next to me bed and peeled all the sheets off of it.

I went to the bathroom with them and started to scrub them clean to take any scent that lingered on them off.

After I was done with those I threw away the ruined clothes that were on the floor then sat on my bed after putting new sheets on.

I took a deep breath as I laid down in a fetus position.

I touched my neck and started to cry when I remembered him.

I'm still so helpless.

I'm so so helpless...

Even after 4 years, I'm still so fucking helpless.