A Year After Losing Kayla

Chapter 10

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Chapter 10:

I expected to wake up in my room over at Jane's, but when I opened my eyes and looked around reality hit me. I wasn't at Jane's, I was in Kayla's old room. I sat down at the dressing table and put my make-up on. Dad get angry when I had no make-up on. I'd been here now for 3 or 4 days. It felt like weeks.

I stared at myself in the mirror, I didn't look like me anymore. I was Kayla. I could hear Dad's footsteps coming up the stairs, I ran over to my bed and sat on it cross legged.

'Knock Knock Knock' Dad said with a smile as he opened the door and gazed in on me. All I could do was smile back.

'You look beautiful today Kayla' He beamed at me.

'Thanks Daddy' I smiled up at him. It was easier to play along, it invloved less bruises and pain. Dad placed his hand on my cheek and stroked it. It caused me to shiver in an unpleasant way. Dad took it the wrong way and leaned forward to kiss me.

I let him in, I felt his tounge roam my mouth attempting to capture mine. He broke off and let me gasp for air. I turned my head from him and stared down at the bed. I heard Dad sigh and stand up. This took me by suprise as normally he would have his way with me. He gave me a soft smile before leaving the room.

I could only presume that Kayla had been more willing, maybe so scared of him she tried to act all up for it to not get hurt. I had always thought of Kayla as stronger then that, maybe he had threatened her. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes, I needed Kayla here right now. More than ever.

I made my way downstairs to find Dad sitting by the dining room table with his head in his hands. He looked upset, as much as I hated him right now he was still my Dad. I still cared for him and didn't want to see him like this.

'Daddy?' I said. His head snapped up, a smile spread across his face the moment he saw me. 'Is something wrong?' I continued, the smile on his face faltered. He took his eyes off me and stared down at the table. He motioned for me to sit down next to him. So I did, then he looked up at me with pleading eyes. He took my hand in his.

'Kayla sweetie, Ive done something terrible.' He said, his eyes averting my gaze.

'I never ment for it to go this far but it has and now I think Im in trouble.' What was he talking about? Was it about taking me and forcing me to be Kayla? I doubted it.

'What is it Dad?' I asked, eager to find out the truth. 'What have you done.'

He shook his head and looked down again.

'If I tell you, you will hate me.' He muttered quietly, but just loud enough so I could hear.

'I cant hate you' I lied. 'You are my Dad' He lifted his head up and caught my gaze. His eyes smiled with joy. The twinkle in them back again. It sickened me that he could be so happy after everything he had done.

'Before I tell you, will you do me a favour?' He asked, an evil smirk on his face. I could sense where this was going.

'Anything' I said, stuttering slightly. He took my hand and pulled me up the stairs. I didn't struggle, I just walked up the stairs. Dad had done this to me so much over the last few days that it almost felt normal now.

I could block it all out. Dad's naked body on mine, his moans and the kisses he placed on my body. I would just lay there lifeless, kissing him back and wrapping my arms round his neck.

He did up the buttons on his shirt . He looked down on me and smiled. I was still naked and didn't dare get dressed until he left. He leaned over towards me and places his lips to my ear.

'I love you Kayla' He whispered. He kissed my cheek before leaving the room. 'I'll be downstairs' He beamed, he then shut the door. I could finally breathe again.

I slowly rose from the bed and walked over to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, tried to wash away the filth I felt. As much as I could block it all out, I couldn't stop myself feeling like a dirty little slut afterwards. I sat in the shower til the water ran cold.

I walked down the stairs in one of Kayla's vests and a pair of her shorts. As I entered the dining room Dad stood up and walked over to me. He placed his hands on my waist and leaned his head down to kiss me.

I kissed him back, waiting for it to end.  I had given up all hope on Tommy coming to save me. He obviously didn't care about me as much has I thought. Dad finally let go of my lips and led me over to the sofa. We sat down and his eyes went all sad again.

'Im sorry' He whispered. He stared me right in the eye. 'Im so sorry Holly' He said my name! My real name. I could see it in his eyes. He was back, my Dad was back.

'You said my name' I gasped.

'I killed her' He muttered. My eyes went wide.

'You di-did wh-wh-what?' I stuttered. Dad shook his head. I let go of his hands and scooched over to the other side of the sofa.

'Kayla' He said. 'I killed Kayla' He looked up at me. I stared back with my mouth open. I walked back slowly and made a run for the door. Dad chased me and caught me before I could reach the door.

'You said you wouldn't hate me' He said, a slight anger in his voice. He slapped me across the face and kneed me in the stomach. I fell to the floor and then heard a crash.

I looked up to find Dad on the floor being punched. He was being punched by Tommy. He had come back for me. I wanted to call out his name but before I could I blacked out...