"Have you started looking for her?" Father asked me and sat at the sofa in front of me. I stared at him for a moment and realized what he was talking about.
"Not yet father. I think she's not from my school." Let's hope he'll drop this topic.
He grinned at me at started to twitch his fingers.
"Oh, really?" And he leaned closer.
"But I saw her wearing a uniform from your school." I gulped. Wrong move. I forgot that he mentioned it at the hospital the last time. He stood up and walked closer to me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to him.
"She has long, black hair. Her height is around 5'3. Ah, she also had a cute sticker on her backpack with a character who has a red hood. And she has neat, brown shoes." He uttered while smiling at me sweetly.
One thing you should know about him is, he can memorize every small detail from the girl he likes the most.
"Father, you're hurting me." I muttered politely. But instead of letting me go, he gripped his hand more, and I can almost feel my head is about rip off.
"Starting tomorrow, you will start searching for her, do you understand me?" i nodded quickly but he still didn't let my hair go.
He slammed my head to his knees and started to laugh like he was having his time of his life. He was slamming my head like he was just playing with non living thing.
I tried not to whimper nor shout. But instead, I let him slam my head again. Red fluids came running down to my cheeks from my forehead.
"You're going to find her, right? Find her. Find her. Find her." He muttered with his sinister voice while slamming my head to his knees over and over.
"Y-yes, father..."
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"this is dangerous." I sighed at myself while looking at the dumb bells that I was about to purchase from an online shop.
He will think that I wanted to get stronger. He will punish me again. He doesn't want me to get stronger. He will think of me as a threat to him.
I closed the tab from my computer and sat at my bed. I groaned when suddenly I felt a huge pang at my forehead.
It's been days that I haven't got myself to school. It's because of this open wound. I touched my forehead but let it go afterwards.
'long , black hair.'
'Height is about 5'3.'
'Has a cute sticker in her backpack.'
'Wearing a neat, brown shoes?'
'He's definitely talking about that girl.' I thought. He can't be serious. I thought he had a thing for older ladies?
I quickly got out of my bed and started to roam around my room.
I want to be free from this hell. How can I get stronger without father knowing about it? How can I destroy that psycho?
I stopped when father peeked his head on my door. He was creepy but I just forced I smile that I used to give him.
He looked at me with his infamous grin and chills came running down to my spine.
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