The Life {ON HOLD}

The Life .

Aurora '

"Jody, Please," I beg as tears flow from my eyes like a waterfall . "No, I told you I was gone get what I want," He smirks as he pulls my pants down. I kick at him, causing him to

smack me. He gives me an intense stare, "Stop fucking moving , and take this D," He says, removing his pants and shirt, revealing his hard member through his boxers, and his toned six pack .

"No !" I shout, but he doesn't listen . He rips my shirt, and snatches off my underwear, and proceeds to do his dirty deeds . I cry, and scream but that doesn't make him stop, that fuels his fire . He put his hand over my mouth, but I still whimper . How could he do this ? I thought he said he loved me . I feel so many different ways . He betrayed me. I just want it to stop .

As he finishes, He whispers in my ear, "You liked that didn't you?" With his hand still on my mouth, finally he removes it and kisses me. He turns over, and soon I hear light snores .

I just can't believe he did that to me . He promised to always love and never hurt me . So much for that .

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Paradise'

I feel weird as fu/ck. My dad is creeping the fu/ck out of me with this weird look he's giving . I feel violated . Where the fu/ck is Aurora ? Mommy ? Shit, somebody . I smile at him as I sit in the love seat by the TV , and he sits on the long couch, in front of the TV .

"Hi daddy," "H-Hi babygirl," He slurs . "W-Where's Mommy ?" I ask nervously. " "Out," Is all he says . With this being said, I walk out the room, up the stairs and into my, Hippie/Tupac tainted room . As soon as I crash on my, canopy bed, my dad bust in . "What in the..." I trail off .

He stomps over to me, And pushes me back on the bed . "Daddy, what are you doing?!" I ask loudly. I feel A stinging sensation on my cheek, and look up to see my dad with his arm raised . I already know, a bruise will taint my light brownish, Carmel skin in the next couple of hours.

"Shut the fu/ck up, little girl," He barks, as he snatches his shirt, and pants off, allowing me full view of his boxers, and the "Thing" poking out of them . As I realize what's about to go down, tears well up in my eyes.

"Yeah, you a curvaceous little bi/tch, ain't you?" He says as he rubs my thighs. I'm full out crying now, at the realization that, I'm about to get raped by my Own father, and there is absolutely, Nothing I can do about it.

"please, don't do this, I'm your daughter," I cry, barely audible . "I don't give 5 fu/cks ! Didn't I tell you to shut the fu/ck up, huh ?!" I feel a shooting pain hit my eye, and realize what happened .

He slides off the shorts I have on, and takes of my tank top . I feel like swatting at his hand, but I don't wanna get hit again . After he gets all our clothing off, I plead . "Please," He ignores and jams himself into me. Time and time again . Pain . Hatred . Betrayal . That's what I'm feeling through this whole thing . As he slows to a stop, he releases . And I cry harder . "You better than yo mama," He smirks at me. He puts his clothes on, and walks out .

I cry, Why me lord ?

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