Things Aren't as They Seem

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Sara's POV///
Mike look me up and down deciding what to do with me before he finally spoke "I got fired." He walks closer to me and picks me up and throws me against the wall yelling "it's all your fault! You stupid slut! Now what am I going to do without a job!?" He walks over to where he threw me and starts throwing punches at me. One after the other. After a few minutes he calmed down and he walked into the living room and switched on the tv. I lay on the ground weeping as I touch my face when Mike hit me at. I finally got the courage to stand up and head to the bedroom. When I finally was in there I went into the conjoining bathroom and expect my bruises. I hear heavy footsteps come toward me and I close my eyes wincing. Mike comes up from behind me and wraps his arms around my torso. I felt his warm lips clasp around a spot on my neck as I tense up I hear him whisper "I'm sorry princess. I just had a bad day at work." I nod not wanting to piss him off more. He pulls my hair back behind my ear and kisses my cheek and whispers "I love you princess." "I love you too daddy." I whimper softly. I feel him smile against my cheek as I say it. He cuts the showers water on and adjusts it and pulls my arm to pull me closer to him. He pulls his clothes off quickly and pulls me closer to him kissing my lips. Moments like this remind me of why I love him. He pulls my clothes off slowly and slaps my ass when he finally gets me undressed. "Let's take a shower together princess." He says as he kisses my forehead. I nod as he pulls me into the shower with him. He pushes me against the wall of the shower letting the water falls over us. He pushes himself into me forcefully. Making a scream escape me but that only made him go faster and harder. I try to push away from him. I hated when he fucked me. He didn't do it out of love. He did it out of hate and stress. He did it to hurt me. Cause it hurt worse and worse each time. After a few minutes he finally finished inside of me. Which I hated because I wasn't ready for a baby. But I didn't dare to tell him otherwise. He started to wash himself as he threw the soap at me and said "wash yourself you filthy slut." I did as I was told as quickly as i could before getting out of the shower letting Mike have time to himself. I get dressed and go to the kitchen to actually cook this time. I started to cook some hamburgers with the left over hamburger meat from last night. Mike came down stairs when the hamburgers were done and I set him a plate up and fixed my plate. He sat beside me at the kitchen table and ate in silence. After supper I washed the dishes and went up to the bedroom where Mike was at and sat on the bed beside him. I find the courage to speak up to say "so what are you going to do now that you lost your job?" He looked at me with fire in his eyes and I regret asking that. He got up and walk over to the side of the bed I was sitting and face me. He backhand my cheek leaving it red and stinging. I clasp my hand over my cheek wincing at the pain. "Keep your mouth shut and only speak when spoken to, you stupid bitch." Mike spit at me. I nod as I pull my legs up to my chest and lay in the bed. Mike climbs in the bed beside me and after a few short moments I can hear his breathing steady singling that he fell asleep. I sigh and pull further away from him and curled up closing my eyes praying for sleep to take over. But it never does.

Hey guys! How'd y'all like this part?! I'm gonna do Mikes POV next Im excited to show y'all just how twisted he is. Comment and vote guys! Thanks and I love you all!