Daddy, please.

Carnival With A Surprise (;

"Guys are so difficult sometimes." I mutter under my breathe, crossing my arms over my chest, pouting.

"I heard that." He chuckled.

"That was the point." I cooed, still pouting.

"Are you just going to keep pouting like that? Although it is quite cute." he muttered the last part to himself, and I blushed, hardcore.

"Yes." I huffed, puffing my chest out to show more defiance.

"Don't make me do this." he teases kind of shyly. Aweeh. Even when he's being flirty he's still shy. Isn't that cute?

"Do what?" I ask, looking at him with one eyebrow raised.

"This." He says with a mischevious glint in his eye and starts tickling my curvy sides.

"S-stop." I gasp out through fits of laughter.

"Are you gonna stop pouting?" He asks, pausing with the tickling. I turn around in his arms and smile up at him sweetly before shouting,

"NEVER!" and run away before he can get a better hold on me. I run, and run, and run, until my lungs feel like they're about to burst and my legs feel like jelly. Suddenly, a pair of somewhat muscular arms snake around my waist and pick me up off the sand, spinning me around in the air. I laugh giddily, enjoying the way his arms feel around my waist and the happiness that he always carries with him. His warmth surrounds me and before i know it, my feet are back on the ground and we're both huffing and puffing for air. People all around us keep repeating one word, over and over. That word being,

"Aweeeeh." which just made my smile even bigger. He had chased me all the way down to the far end of the beach where there were mountains of large rocks. Then they started to shout,

"Kiss, kiss, kiss!" oh god, that's when I realized what i was doing, and that I hadn't shyed away from his touch.

Having only been kissed by one man, and that man being my father, i panicked, and ran. I can't believe I let him put his hands on me. I totally forget, but I did still had that nagging feeling, covered up by the butterflies, but it was still there. I was just too caught up in the moment to realize. Them chanting kiss just reminded me of one of the first nights he raped me.

*FLASHBACK*

I WAS 10. DAD HAD CAME HOME FROM WORK, YES AT THIS TIME HE DID WORK, AND HE WAS EXTREMELY ANGRY. HE CALLED FOR ME TO COME TO THE LIVING ROOM AND I HESITANTLY OBLIGED. OBVIOUSLY I KNEW WHAT WAS COMING, I WASN'T STUPID.

"HALLY, DEAR. COME GIVE YOUR OLD MAN A KISS." I HAPPILY DID AS HE SAID, THINKING THAT MAYBE THINGS WERE GOING BACK TO HOW THEY WERE. BUT RIGHT AS I WAS ABOUT TO KISS HIS STUBBLE COATED CHEEK, HE TURNED HIS HEAD AND PLACED ONE OF HIS LARGE HANDS FIRMLY ON THE BACK OF MY HEAD AND PRESSED HIS LIPS AGAINST MINE, FORCEFULLY OPENING MY MOUTH SO THAT HE COULD STICK HIS TONGUE INSIDE. ALL I COULD THINK WAS,

"HOW COULD ANY MAN DO THIS TO THEIR OWN DAUGHTER? IT'S JUST SICK." HE SLOWLY BROUGHT HIS HAND DOWN TO THE TOP OF MY PANTS, AND RIPPED THE BUTTON OFF OF MY PANTS. I DON'T REALLY THINK I NEED TO GO INTO DETAILS ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED, BECAUSE YOU CAN PROBABLY ALREADY GUESS. BUT LET ME JUST TELL YOU THIS. IT HURT. LIKE A BITCH. HE WASN'T GENTLE AND SLOW. YOU KNOW, SLOW AND STEADY WINS THE RACE? NO, HE WAS HARD AND FAST, LIKE A LION CHASING IT'S PREY.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

Once again, my lungs felt like balloons that had been filled to much and were about to pop, and my legs just felt like they were going to give out at any moment.

"HALLY!" Alex called, "Wait!" but i didn't. I just kept running, until i couldn't take it anymore and I felt like throwing up everything that i had eaten, which was mainly cotton candy.