The protector

Part 11

I step inside my house.. And my dad is smiling at me. Not just any smile.. But a smile that a mad man has right before he kills his victim.

My heart starts pounding and I make out, "Hey daddy."

His smile turns into a evil grin and he starts to walk towards me. I feel like my heart is about to explode out of my chest.

I took my phone out and started to text Jason when my dad ripped my phone out of my hand and snapped it in half. Little does he know that I have another phone.

I turn around and try to open the door but he quickly shuts it and locks it. My heart is beating so much faster. I'm going to die tonight.

He slams his hand against my shoulder and makes me crash into the door. Tears start forming in my eyes. If I cry he only makes it worse so I gulp it back.

He takes me by my colar on my shirt and rips open my button up shirt. He grabs my arm and throws me kn the floor.

"Daddy please don't do this... I'm begging you." I cry out.

"Maybe next time you won't run away from your old man."

"YOU'RE NOT MY OLD MAN YOU'RE MY FUCKING FATHER!!!! Why is Derrick never here when I need him to be."

"Hes not here to save you now... And neither is that little boyfriend of yours."

I started to cry... Why can't Jason be here?

I layed there and cried... My dad ripped my clothes off and roughly pushed into me. I screamed and he covered my mouth. I tried to kick him but it only pissed him off more.

He came in me and got off of me. He walked into the kitchen and came back out with a razor knife. My eyes widened.

He came at me and started hitting me repeatedly. I see my life flash before my eyes then I black out.

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I woke up in the hospital. I guess I went unconscious and dad freaked out. I looked around the room. My mom and Jason were there. Jason was in a chair beside the bed and had his head down sleeping and was holding my hand. My mom jumped up and hugged me.

"Oh my god honey you're okay! You're father said you fell down the stairs!"

Jason head quickly popped up.

He screamed,"HE'S LYING!!!"

I looked at him with sad eyes. He knew what I was telling him.

I looked at my arm because it was burning. The word bad was carved into my arm.

Mom asked,"what happened to your arm Anah?"

I answered honestly,"I don't remember."

"Do you want to come back and live with me?"

Jason's hand gripped tighter onto mine. I looked at him and whispered,"No."

A few hours later my dad walked in. All eyes turned to him....especially Jason's. He stood up and death glared my dad.

"How are you Anah? That was a pretty rough fall you took?"

What the fuck??