Love & Hate

Daddy's kindness

(Y/n) pov.:
   I was released during the night by one of my mother's friends. They then moved me to a bed close by and slowly treated my wounds. Then fed and hydrated me. After the finished they left me there to ponder my life again.
   I was 16 years of age. I have lived all my life in a basement or dungeon. I have never seen sunlight except for the window down here and I never knew my father. In reality... my life was full of misfortune and hatred.
   As I was about to fall asleep I heard someone above me yell at my mother. It sounded like a male but I wasn't to sure. Then the smell of something burning filled my nostrils. I went to get up and get help but fell as my legs where to weak from today's punishment. I then just sat there and listened to the crashing and burning of the house above. Not to long after the fight I heard the door to the cellar slam open. I merely moved my head to get a look and say a shadowy figure with blood red eyes staring down at me.
   "Go ahead and kill me you damn demon... at least you'll get me out of this mess." I called to them. They did nothing.
   They then walked down the steps and over to where I lay and bent over to look at me.
   "Didn't you hear me? I said kill me." I demanded but was meet with a soft and loving hand. "I would never harm you my sweet little one." A smooth and calming voice told me. "Why?" I asked in disbelief. "I love you my little one." They said and picked me up and carried me through the burning house. They then ran into the woods and I watched as the we got father away.
   My hell... the only place I knew ever since birth was gone. And so was that damn woman who didn't love me.
   I then snuggled up to the person as they ran through the forest.
"Sleep my little one." The person said as I drifted off to sleep.