V. Thats the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.

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Warning: this chapter has issues dealing with rape.
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  I'm sitting in my room on my bed doing my English essay, when I hear my father stomping up the steps. I quickly run to my closet and close the doors. I hate when he's like this. Moms never home so she's never here to save me from him. I try my best to slow my breathing, until I hear him slam open my bedroom door. "Avery! Where are you!" He shouts, letting out a terrible laugh. He pulls open my closet doors and I let out a scream. He pulls me out by my hair and I try to wiggle out of his grip. "You useless bitch!" He spits as he knees me in the face, dropping me to the floor. He grabs my hair and hits my head on the floor, never once letting go. "Please papa," I beg as tears fall down my face. "Shut up you whore!" He yells as he slaps me, making my head roll to the side. He starts to rip my shirt, as I start clawing at his hands, trying to get him to stop. "Papa please!" I sob, trying so hard not to let this happen. I'm only 13. This isn't how it's supposed to be. He starts to undo my jeans, pulling them down. "PAPA!" I yell as I get another slap to the face. "This is what you get for being a slut!" He says as he starts to undo his pants. I can't speak. My words are stuck in my throat. Im numb. I just lay there sobbing as he does the one thing I never thought he would do. Once he's finished, he pulls out of me and pulls up his boxers, leaving me on the floor. "Avery." He says as he walks away. "Avery..." I start to scream.

Adam's p.o.v

I wake up and look at the clock. 1:00 am, it flashes. I can't sleep. I don't know what this girl is doing to me.

The first time I saw her in that window, I could see how helpless and broken she was. She needed help.

She starts to move beside me and I stop breathing. "Papa," she murmurs . I turn towards her. "Papa," she says, slightly louder.

Tears start to run down her face. "Papa please," she says a little louder starting to thrash in the bed, more tears falling down her face.

I start to shake her lightly, trying to wake her up from her nightmare.

I gently pick her up, running my hand through her hair.

"Avery," I whisper, trying to wake her up. "Avery," I say, slightly louder.

She jumps awake, pushing me away from her and running to the bathroom.

I sit there, confused.

I can hear her sobbing loudly in the bathroom and just wish she would let me help.

Avery's p.o.v

I wake up terrified. I push the person holding me away and run to the bathroom, locking the door behind me and sliding down the door.

Sobs rack my body and I can't seem to breathe.

"Why," I whisper. "Why me papa?"

I hear light taps on the bathroom door. "Avery," Adam whispers.

"Avery open the door, please I want to be here for you," he says, making me sob louder.

"Avery open the door or i swear I will break down this door and-," I stand up and unlock the door, falling back down onto the floor.

He pushes his way in, falling on the floor next to me and pulling me onto his lap.

I sob, fisting his shirt as he rubs my back, singing softly into my ear.

"Why..." I sob as I grasp his shirt tightly into my hand.

"Shh sweetheart it's ok, I'm here," he says, rocking me back and forth.

I start to quiet down, the only things heard are the sniffles I let out every now and then, and the soft singing in my ear.

Adam slowly picks me up, and I cling to him like my life depends on it.

"Hey I'm not going anywhere sweetheart," he whispers as he walks out of the bathroom and over to the bed.

He lays us down and continues to sing.

A while later, I start to feel my eyes close and fall asleep in Adams arms.

A/N

Woahh... that got deep really fast.
Guys I'm so sorry 😐

 Guys I'm so sorry 😐

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