"Get up, bitch!" He yelled at me. I leaned on my arms, trying to catch my breath as blood flew in and out of my mouth. "I said get up!" He yelled, kicking me in my back. I kept quiet as I stood and faced the wall. Not soon after, I was hit again. My leg. It's broken. I heard the clang of the sledge hammer dropping to the ground. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I'm too strong for that. Never shed a tear - never give him the satisfaction of hearing me scream! "Now get up!" He mocked. I stood, then pain from my leg shooting to the rest of my body. "Oh, so you think you're somebody? Just 'cause you were in the army? You're not! I'll show you!" He screamed, kicking me in my broken leg. I kept a straight face. "I'll show you, bitch." He mumbled as he went to the kitchen. I took the oppotunity to limp to the door, grabbing my keys on the way.
It wasn't that easy.
"Wrong direction, baby girl." He whispered in my ear as he tugged my hair and dragged me up the stairs. When we reached a room, I was thrown on a bed. No! He smiled as he advanced towards me as soon as he was stripped and ready for what he had pictured in his sick and twisted mind, there was a cry. I glared at him, "She won't stop." I spoke lowly. My little sister. His daughter. Him? My father, Cain Dot - a heartless bastard. "Daddy!" She, my sister Juliet, called. "Go ahead. Rape me and explain to her what you're doing." I growled. He slapped me, "Go away, Juliet!" He yelled. "No!" Her tiny voice held power. It made me want to smile. She turned the knob and pushed to door open as he tiny feet hit the ground completely. "Get off my sister!" She yelled, hitting Cain with her tiny fists. Cain pushed her with his hand in her face. As she hit the ground, I brought my knee up and hit Cain in the eye. "Run, Julie!" I whispered to her as she stood and ran down the stairs.
"You know better, Cain." I said lowly as I stood, managing my leg the best that I could. "So, now you have balls?" He mocked. I smirked and nodded, "Hell yeah." I replied before delivering a knock out punch. As he lie on the floor, motionless, I shook my head, "Get up."
