Her Deadly Friends

Chapter 44

Danny Pov

When I woke up the next time. I screamed in pain. Dean was beating me with a paddle. A wooden paddle. I kicked him and tried to run to the door, but that only angered him. He pulled my hair and raised my head back and punched me in the face. I saw stars, but I couldn't give up. I ran to the door again. He threw me on the ground and started beating me. He sat on my chest and beat me until I couldn't take the blows anymore. I felt a blood vessel pop in my face and eyes. I felt my brain seize up from the beating.

Dean grabbed me by my throat, but I couldn't stop convulsing. My face was tingling. Something was wrong. Blood ran from everywhere. I couldn't stop seizing. I was dying. He beat me to death.

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Danny Pov

I woke up with a gasp. I shot up in bed. I heard voices. It was Dean talking to Dr. Yung.

"She has suffered severe nerve damage. In her face and body. She will be able to move her limbs again, but I don't know to what extent. The beating was too severe."

Tears started running and wouldn't stop. He beat me so badly that I have nerve damage. I already know a blood vessel popped in my eyes. I felt it. I can't feel my arm. I can't hold my daughter.

I gasped as more tears came. I don't know this man. This monster who claims to love me yet beats me so bad that my limbs stop not working properly.

"Thank you, Doctor," said Dean.

After the doctor left, he turned his attention to me. When his eyes landed on me my heart pounded in my chest with fear. I'm so scared of him. I've never been more afraid of him. I'm scared to death.

Why did he do this? It's not like I escaped to the other side of the world with his daughter. I was accessible and so was his daughter.

He stared at me for so long. "You see what happens when you do dumb shit."

I nodded.

"You learned your lesson yet?"

I nodded.

"Answer my fucking question."

I jumped.

"Yes, Dean."

He walked towards the door. "You better concentrate on getting well. Just because you're fucked up doesn't mean I'm going stop doing whatever I want to do."

I nodded. "Dean, can I see Kyleigh?"

"Not now. She's busy." I was confused. How is she busy. She's 1 year-old.

I wasn't going to argue with him. He will beat me again.

"Ok," I said softly.

He walked over to me. I scrambled to the other side of the bed. "Dean, Pleeesee!"

I was so scared of him.

He climbed on top of me. I was breathing heavily. "Dean please, I...I.."

"Shut up."

I screamed as he moved the covers back. "No please."

He grabbed my chin hard. "Shut up."

"Dean, don't. My arm, it's..it's not working."

"Shh, shh, stop talking and feel."

He put his face inside my neck and took a deep breath. "4 months, sweet pea. 4 months without you. How could you?"

"I'm sorry, Dean."

"I thought you loved me," he growled while kissing my neck.

"I do, Dean." I scooted back from him again.