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          I was so lost in my own world, last night just kept replaying in my head. Thats the first time he has ever made me go down on him, I felt disgusted with myself. I cried myself to sleep, I tried calling my mom and she sent it me to voicemail, I cried myself to sleep harder. My mom didnt even care about me honestly because she left  me with this monster and expected me to love her. If I did tell her would she believe me? Or would she disown me? What am I suppose to do for a whole month I'm not gone last! I have no respect for my mother or my father any more, it was no point of having it for someone who didn't care about me.
        When I got to school that day I had no bruises thankfully so questions from Erica. She was waiting in front of school for me like always but this time she looked concerned, which made me a tad bit irriated.
"Why were brusises on you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Quit lying to me!"
"Im not lying.. I got beat up by a bunch of girls and they left bruises."
I walked inside the building before she could stop me again or see her face, I was nervous because I didnt know if she believed my lie. Ive been trying to avoid her all day but nothing seems to work, until finally I get called to the office, but my dad and Erica was in the office. All I could do was pray and act clueless, my dad looked angry while Erica and the principal looked concerned, the only face I could seem to make was fright.
"Whats.... going on?" I asked.
"Well Erica has come in today very concerned of your well being, she said you had bruises and markings. When we called your dad he has been worried, you havent been home." Mr.Sanchez, the principal stated.
I had no words, my bestfriend didnt do anything but make it worse, why cant she just listen. .IM FINE!
"I think Ill take her home now." my dad said.
He pulled me outside, threw me in the car and dragged me in the house. He threw me in the bed, and smacked me, he yanked my clothes off and raped me over and over again. When I resisted he'd smack me, hold my arms down, and push himself in deeper and harder. All I could do was cry and whimper, this lasted for 4 excutiating hours and I had no control over my life. He punched me and kept saying "This is what you get for being disobidient!", the last punch came and everything was black. My life is over before it even starts, no one will ever know unfortunately. I could be dead after that last punch, someone save me.

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