daddy says he won't leave me.
but i felt my eyes getting droopier, the pain in my chest getting worse but still in bliss.
"daddy.." i whispered out brokenly.
but he left, with his camera, shutting the door behind him and locking it.
jacob instantly crawled over to my weak body.
"troye. i'm so sorry you told me to do it and now you're gonna pass out! i don't know what to do he left and i don't have anything and-"
"don't be sorry.. j.. just need someone. i'm cold and i'm hurting."
"did i hurt you?"
"no. daddy did."
his heart sank laying flat on his back beside me.
"i don't understand why he left,"
i lifted my head up, moving down to lay it into jacob's chest making him gasp.
his fingers met my curls.
memories flashed my teary mind.
"you won't leave me like daddy?"
"no, i'm not like him. he's only using us for his own pleasure and that's sickening."
"daddy doesn't make me feel as good as you do."
his eyes widened, cheeks instantly flushing red remembering his words.
my fingers trailed down his happy trail.
"thank you for not leaving."
you hurt me again, you hurt me again, daddy.
you don't care.
