Everything

Prologue

With a new pair of heels,

A dress that skimmed the tops of her knees, 

And a bag that hugged her torso,

She stepped outside with a sense of confidence.

Mahogany curls concealed her shoulders, 

Her steel eyes were lined with charcoal,

Her lips were stained a deep crimson,

For she had scrubbed away her worries;

Tonight, she would feel happy,

Tonight, she would feel beautiful,

Her efforts were all in vain,

As she pulled into the bar’s parking lot;

A friendly man offered to buy her a drink.

Her mother had warned her of strangers like this,

Still, she cautiously accepted,

He couldn’t be that bad, right?

Her dress was too short,

Her hair was too long,

Her breasts; much too big

Her confidence; too small

No blame shall be placed on her attacker

For it was his fault

It was all of his fault.

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As she descended down the staircase, she stood and watched her father. He stood there, watching her with his eyes. It was as if he was an eagle stalking his prey. She couldn't breathe. She began to sweat. Her hands trembling, she clutched the purse to her chest.

"Ready to go?" He spoke. His voice deep and low. Daring her to say no. 

"Yes." She whispered. 

Her father wasn't a bad man. He was just misunderstood. He didn't want to her the way he did, he just had too, She believes.

As they entered the passage way, her feet fumbled over on another. She tripped. He father s glare pierced through her skull. 

"Get up. Wipe the dirty from your face. You must look presentable." He sneered at her. 

"Yes,daddy." She whimpered. 

They made it to the end of the passage way and she saw the door. Unshed tears held in her eyes, her mahogany curls reaching her breast, were pushed away from her face. 

Just one more night. Just one more night and you will be gone, she chanted to herself. 

Little did she know there was no escape for her.

Author's Note: Its my first story so please let me know if I should continue this. Thankss.