Daddy's Girl-L.H

Chapter 2

Maria POV
I looked away. I couldnt take the rage in his eyes. He put his fingers under my chin and made me look into his eyes. He then slapped me. I fell to the floor, he is a drummer and has big arms.
He picked me up and threw me on the bed.

He ripped off my shirt. Fuck that was my favorite shirt. He started sucking my neck while he unbuttoned my shorts and started tugging them down. He stopped kissing my neck to pull off my shorts. He took of his shirt still trapping me on the bed. He got up to take off his pants and I jumped up and started running out. He caught me and dragged me back into the room. He tied my arms down, at this point I knew I was going to be raped.
"Maria, we will fuck, and you will tell no one about this." I just nodded. I don't want to get hit again. I probably have a bruise on my face. And my arms.

With that he raped me and then I asked him to take me home.
"Sure get dressed." Ash said. I put on my clothes, then I saw my shirt.
"Umm my shirt is ruined." I said Ash turned around and looked at it.
"Thats not my problem." I rolled my eyes, grabbed my phone and walked out to his car. He unlocked the car and we got in, we drove to my house without a word. His fingers ran up and down my thigh.

We reached my house, I got out of the car and walked inside without saying goodbye. It was only 10pm. The boys were still here.
"Fuck" I muttered. All the boys looked up at me.
"What the hell happened to you!" Micheal yelled. Luke looked at me, he walked up to me and ran his fingers on my cheek. It hurt really bad.
"Micheal calm down we had a nice dinner and then had some fun in his cabin room." I said lieing to my brother.
"What kind of sex leaves your wrist bruised, a hand mark bruise on your cheek, and no shirt." Luke said, looking down at me. I could see the rage in the back of his eyes.
"Okay well one, you dont wear a shirt for sex. Two, kinky sex that's the kind of sex that leaves you with bruises." I said winking at him. He shook his head and left pissed off, he forgot his phone on the table. Cal ran after him. Mikey just got up and hugged me.
"Tell me if he hurt you, or raped you." Mikey said, i could hear his voice crack.
"Mikey he slapped me, he tied me to the bed and raped me. But he he didn't mean to. He just, he has a weird way of treating me." I said and Mikey just shook his head.
"You will not ever see this boy again."
"Okay Mikey." I said and cried into his shirt.

Mikey went to his room to calm down. So I was left all alone in the living room. A phone on the table started going off. I didn't look at the caller ID and just answered it.
"Hello" My voice was hoarse from crying.
"Hey daddy, I've been a bad girl." A girl said on the other line. I hung up, my eyes widened in shock. I looked at the phone, Luke's, i slammed his phone down on the table and just layed down. Too much has happened today.

I was almost asleep when I heard a knock on the door and then somepne call my name. I opened the door to see Ashton on his knees crying, a beer in his hand.
"I'm so sorry Audrey, please please forgive me. I made a mistake, I'm a much better person then that." Ashton said crying. I could hear Mikey's steps coming close.
"Ash-" I started but Mikey literally picked me up and put me behind him.
"Do not ever come near my sister again, do you understand?" Mikey said picking him up to his feet.
"I-I'm sorry" Ash said.
"Go home!" Mikey said pushing him back.
"You can't let him drive home drunk" I said trying, and failing, to get by Mikey.
"He hurt you, I can do whatever I want." He said shutting the door and walking away. I opened the door, grabbed Ashton's hand, then dragged him and set him onto the couch. I grabbed a pillow and blanket and layed him down. He was out in a minute, loud snores escaping his mouth. I passed out on the recliner, so if Mikey came back in I would wake up and stop him. I know Ashton hurt me but that doesn't mean I can let him possibly kill himself by drunk driving.

I was about to pass out when I heard someone walk through the front door. I shot up and grabbed the lacrosse stick I left in the living room from when I played. The person turned on the light, it was only Luke, I sat down the stick. He walked in and picked up his phone.
"Sorry I forgo- Is that Ashton?" Luke asked seeing Ash, the rage coming back into his eyes. I stood up and stood infront of him.
"Yes, he came here drunk. I couldn't let him drive home." I said. Luke shook his head. "What is daddy mad??" I asked winking at him. He looked at me with wide eyes, and he then redden like a tomato.
"How did you know about that?" He asked.
"I accidentally picked up your phone." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"You can't tell anyone" Luke said and I just laughed and nodded my head, trying my best to hold in my laughter. LUKE HAS A DADDY KINK.