Preacher's Daughter

Chapter 14

Bree'Anna POV

We just got home and now i have to go tell my dad.

Mama-Shawn, I'm taking Yanna and the boys to the mall. We'll be back in a few hours.

Dad-Ok

They left and i have to go tell him now.

Me-Dad?

Dad-Yea?

Me-I need to tell u something.

Dad-Ok. What is it?

Me-Well me, mama, and Yanna just came back from the free clinic

Dad-Why did yall have to go to the clinic?

Me-Because i had to get tested.

Dad-Tested for what?

Me-HIV

Dad-Why u had to be tested for that?

Me-Cuz when we had went to go get Yanna one of my ex boyfriends was there in the basement too. He had made me mad so i made him mad. We ended up in the back room and things went too far. I didn't mean for it to happen.

Dad-DID U HAVE SEX WITH HIM?

I nodded.

Dad-Go upstairs. NOW!!!

I ran upstairs. I know i fucked up big time.

I was laying on my bed thinking of how my life was getting ready to end. Soon, my dad came in my room.

He ain't even say nun to me. He just started whooping me. I was still laying on the bed. He had kept going for a long time.

Then he stopped. I thought it was over. But its not.

Dad-Take off yo pants and underwear and get in the shower.

Me-No daddy please. I learned my lesson. I promise it won't ever happen again.

Dad-GO DO IT NOW BREE'ANNA!!!

I did what he said and when i came back out the shower, he started whooping me again. It hurt even worse cuz I have water on me.

Me-DADDY PLEASE! PLEASE STOP! I PROMISE I'LL DO BETTER! I WON'T NEVER DO NOTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN!

He kept going for a while and then he just stopped and walked out my room.

I laid there on the floor because i can't move. I knew i was gon get a whooping. And i knew it was going to be bad. I just didn't know that it would be this bad.

I woke up and went in the bathroom. I was limping cause my legs are hurt.

As i was coming the bathroom, somebody was coming in my room.

It was Jeremiah.

Jeremiah-Dad said to come downstairs to eat.

Me-I'm not hungry.

Jeremiah left out my room and went back downstairs.

A few minutes later, somebody else came in my room. This time it was my mama.

Mama-Come on Bree. U gotta eat something.

Me-I'm not hungry mama.

Mama-Just come down and try to eat something.

Me-I won't make it downstairs.

Mama-What u mean?

Me-My legs hurt really bad. And i have a limp.