~ The Vibrant Dream~
His hands were all around me. I was struggling to break free of his grasp. He wouldn’t let me go.
He tore my clothes from my body and there had to be at least one bruise covering every inch of my thighs.
Slobbery wet kisses were lay all over my face.
He tried to kiss me on the correct target.
His tongue entered my mouth and I bit as hard as I possibly could, tasting the warm sensation of the redness I had let out of him.
He yanked away from my face and shrieked loudly over me.
His bony knuckles dragged right across my jaw line in a punch that could’ve easily knocked a horse right off its feet.
My head throbbed from the pain and there wasn’t any sound escaping my lips.
I couldn’t scream for help no matter how hard I tried.
He saw the failed attempts at making words and he chuckled.
His teeth were stained yellow. Brown spots had formed on the back of at least two of his teeth.
“I like it better when you’re silent.” He hummed.
I took the opportunity to knee him straight in the gut but he swiftly blocked me as if he had seen it coming.
“Nice try you little bitch,”
I spit at him. He didn’t move an inch. His grip tightened on my wrists.
“Now, now. Calm yourself.” He snarled.
Tears were gathering at the brim of my eyes. It took everything I had and more to prevent them from falling stray.
He tried to kiss me again, this time more force was put into it.
So much force, it was hard to breathe.
I tried to get away from him.
His grip tightened even more on my wrists.
I bit his lip.
He yanked away from me once again. He took a perfect swing at my right hip and I swear I heard it shatter.
The pain was unbearable!
The salty tears left my eyes.
He harshly laughed at my whimpers.
He traveled down in between my legs and I knew what he was about to do.
I tried to kick him out of my way.
He dug his fingernails inside of my ankle skin. I tugged them out of his reach.
“Stay still you piece of shit.” He ordered.
I didn’t listen.
He pulled my legs open once more.
I finally found my words.
“Dad, please don’t.. Please don’t do it. P-pl-please.”
I gathered together the words.
He smirked and slapped me across the face giving me a bloody nose that will last approximately an hour and a half. Longer if its not washed out.
“Daddy please stop it.” I tried again to stop him from going further outside my boundaries.
“Shut it!” He yelled.
“Dadd-“
He ignored my plea and continued with his intention harshly.
There was nothing I could do.
