A Life with A Daughter ➳ Ross Lynch (Completed)

Chapter 8

(Black-Out Dream)

"Rosssss!" she yelled.

"Where are you?" I screamed.

"I'm right next to you. Protecting you always." she said.

"I love you Jaz." I whispered.

"I love you too daddy." she said, kissing my cheek.

"But I'll break you up." Ryland says behind me.

"NOOOOO!!!" Jaz screams as Ryland brings a knife to my back.

(End of dream)

"No!" I shot up, waking up Jaz.

"What happened daddy? Are you okay? Tell me." she said hugging my torso.

"Bad dream. That's all. What did Ryland do to you? Where is he?" he asked me.

"He ran out the be- the uh..." she stuttered.

"The what? Tell me the truth." I sternly said.

"B-bedr-room." she stuttered.

"W-what? W-what d-did he d-do?" I said, fidgeting.

She lifted her shirt revealing bruises, dry blood, scratches, marks, scars, stitches, everything that you could think of.

"Baby girl..." I said shocked and pulled her to my chest. I knew she wanted to cry. She cried hard into my chest, making my shirt all wet with her tears.

"Help me daddy. It was a dumb thing...why?" she asked, looking at me with her big brown eyes.

"I don't know baby girl, I really don't." I said laying my body on the floor and leaving her head on my chest and touching her hair. Brushing it with my fingers, making her hair go between my fingers.

"I love you daddy. So much." she said, sniffling.

"I love you too baby girl. You are my world." I whispered.

She kissed me on the cheek with her small, soft lips.

"What is going to happen now? The world will never know." a voice said.

Me and Jaz turned around and saw Ryland with a stick, leaning his side against the door frame. He crossed his right leg in front of his left leg to look cool.

"Please stop. I'm just three. Please. I beg of you. Please don't hurt us. I love all of you but I just feel more connection, ya know?" Jaz explained with fear in her eyes.

"Fine. But one last thing. You have a choice." he smirked.

"What Ryland?" I asked hugging Jaz tightly to my chest, gently squeezing her body onto mine.

"Ross is tortured or Jaz is tortured." he smirked.

"What if you torture me?" I asked.

"Physical and a bit mental." he smirked.

"What about me?" Jaz asked, gripping my hand.

"Physically and a bit mental." he grinned evily.

"I-I'll go." I said.

"N-no p-please." Jaz cried on the verge of tears..

I don't want you to get hurt." I said, gently squeezing her hand.

"I don't have all day." Ryland said, smashing the stick on the door.

"P-please be caref-ful daddy." she said, holding my body close to hers.

"I love you baby. No matter what." I smiled weakly.

"Promise?" she smiled weakly.

"Promise." I smiled, holding our pinkies together.

I shivered as I stood up. Ryland grabbed my wrist as we went to our room. I made a heart shape with my hands and she pointed a funger at herself then put a hand on her chest then with her finger did the number 2. I love you too she said with her movements...