Safe With Me |18+

One More Hit.

Tw! This chapter contains acts of violence!

We pulled over at our house and I walked into the house, grabbing an ice pack.

"You did good out there."

"I know what I did. I don't need you to tell me." I said.

"I'm being nice, Cora. Take it." "What about the other times when you weren't? I have to deal with your bullshit?"

"Shut your mouth kid."

"How much did you earn tonight?"

"10k. More or less." "I need it." "You don't." I smirked and I leaned on the counter. "I do. Hey, by the way, how was jail?" I smirked.

"Fuck you. It was easy. You think you can lock me up? I got connections everywhere. Everyone worships me."

"Not me."

"You will. And I will make you."

"Fuck you, dad. You've never done one thing right in your life. You've never taught me how to ride a bike. I had to learn from Mr. Spencer when he spent a week moving in next door."

"Yeah, such a shame. I'm a bad dad."

"I'm glad you agree."

He walked to me and he grabbed my neck. "You think you are here alive because I'm a bad father? I made you strong. I made you powerful." I kicked him in the shin and he let me go.

"I'm here because I'm standing up for myself."

He slapped me across the face and I stared at him.

"Don't cross me, Cora."

"Fuck you. I'm almost 18. I think I deserve my freedom."

"Fuck your freedom. While you're alive you're my slave. You're my fighter."

"Fuck you! Leave me alone."

"If you don't do as I say, I will kill that little kid."

"You'll never find her."

"Did you forget? I know everything."

"Even so, you'll never find her. She's so much better than you and I combined. And if she got the chance, she'd hurt you."

"I'm glad that's never gonna happen. I'd be so terrified." I laughed. "Me too."

He grabbed my neck and pushed me against the counter.

"Shut the fuck up."

"Fuck....you..." I choked as he slowly crushed my windpipe. I gasped for air.

I kicked him in his balls and he fell back. I ran to the living room but he grabbed my legs and pulled me back to the kitchen.

"Fuck you!" I screamed.

"You're gonna get it from me."

He grabbed the knife from the counter and he sliced my leg a little. I winced out in pain, retracting my leg. I turned to him and he pulled my leg toward him.

He pushed the knife down on me and I blocked it with all my strength. I moved my head in an instant and he drove it down to the hardwood floor.

I kicked his balls again and he fell to the side, grabbing his groin. I got up and he grabbed my leg again, pulling me to the floor.

"Stop, dad, don't make me hurt you."

"You know I'm better than you."

He held the knife in his hand, gripping it hard.