Chapter 4

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Callie's POV

His large hand made his way to my thigh and then it happened..

*Flashback*

"Johnn, please noo!" his large fist made there way to my already bruised left cheek. I whimpered quietly in pain knowing if I was too loud he would only do it again.

"You call me daddy! now come over here and do what your told, before I smack the shit out of you again. " I quickly made my way over to him knowing that he keeps his word. I pull my pants down along with his and plant my lips against his unemotionally. I feel the tears form over my eyes but I hold them back and continued putting myself in complete misery.

*End of flashback*

I pull my my leg away as quick as humanly possible.

"I'm so sorry love, I didn't mean to. Please forgive me."

I feel so conforted by his deep English accent. I know he meant no harm but as soon as he touched me I felt John's large abusive hands. Not Harry's gentle touch.

Art went smoothly after my flashback, along with the rest of the day. Harry and his friends invited Ashley and I to go grab a bite to eat but I quickly and politely declined knowing that John expects me home by 5:00 if I don't have cheer practice. On the way home, I put the top down due to the warm Florida weather.

I turn the corner into my privately owned neighborhood. Mansions come into my view as I cruise down the street.

My mom and John have been married for four years now. He's the CEO at Apple Inc. and is filthy rich. He thinks he can have anything and everything he pleases .. which he does. He spoils my mom and I completely, making my mom believe that he loves and cares for us, but that can't be anything further from the truth. Our 'happy, perfect little family' has luxury cars, top designer clothes, and the highest quality of everything anyone can imagine. But that doesn't come close to make up for the continuous abuse that I have received from him for three years now.

I finally pull up into my obnoxiously oversized driveway and walk towards my obnoxiously oversized house.

When I close the door its 4:45 only 15 minutes until he gets home. I change in to my baggy sweat pants, clean off my make up, and place myself in front of my homework. I hope since my door is closed John won't bother me. "Calliiiee! I am home!" he calls through the house. I hear a knock on the door and say "Hey! I am doing homework!"

"Okay! Well, hurry! Your mother will be home late tonight so you have to make dinner and I want it done before 6!" he calls while he exits my room. I hate when I have to eat alone with him. He usually ends up drunk and that leads to bad things.

I close my books and head to the kitchen. I decide just to make spaghetti. While I am cooking the noodles, he comes up behind me. "I will watch the noodles while you go change into something a little more sexy. I can't have you looking like a slob." he whispers on my neck, sending a chill through my spine.

I change into a red maxi dress, add some pearls to my bare ears, and a white head bandana to my hair. I pull the long brown strands in to a messy bun and walk out of my room. I silently pray for some relief from this torture.

When we finish dinner, I do the dishes. Once I am done, I sit on the couch and start to read The Great Gatsby for school. John comes and sits next to me he starts to rub my thigh. I start to squirm put it doesn't help. He picks me up and lays me on the couch. His nasty mouth applying slobbery kisses to my neck down to the valley of my breasts. He rips off my dress and starts to remove my underwear when there is a knock at the door.

John groans.

"Don't just sit there, answer the door you lazy bitch."

I quickly slip my dress back on and rush to the door praising God for ending the torture. I open the door and see a bush of soft, brown curls and a pair of green eyes.

"Harry, what are you doing here?"

A/N

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