Chapter 13
The bathroom door was then kicked open flying straight into the wall. He stormed towards me dragging me out of the bathroom throwing me to the floor.
Him-do you think I'm stupid!" he said with such rage in his voice. I avoided eye contact ignoring him.
He walked back into the bathroom switching both taps off letting the water run down the plug hole.
Him-your really making things harder for the both of us Z. I have to discipline you...
Me-discipline!? YOU DON'T DISCIPLINE YOUR DAUGHTER WITH SEX" he slapped me forcing my head to the side
Him-every parent has their own way...
Me-don't even say it because no other parent does it apart from you.
Him-that is not true...
Me-okay if it's only "discipline" why don't you like me shouting it, why can't I tell anyone? It's because it's wrong and sick and you don't want to get in trouble for your sick ways" he gritted his teeth as his nose inflated
Me-why is it that you rape me when you have a wife" I asked as my voice croaked
Him-it's not rape" I looked at him blankly. I stood up as my legs shook. I had no energy my body felt drained, I just hoped that I'd soon collapse, just breathing in the same air as him drove me mad and weak. He got to me to a point he could ruin me completely anytime he wanted, it's not like I can fight back. It's like one big war that I'd never win. I wonder why I still talk back, hoping that I'd get to him probably finding out why he does this to me. But to think about it, not everyone needs a reason to do the bad things they do. Some are just born sick in the head. I just miss the days where he'd buy me presents, treat me like his little princess, tuck me to sleep at night and not having to rape before doing so. He sweetened me up, even though what he put me through is awful and that he capable of anything but I'd just hate to think this was all a plan. Because if it was only God know's when he came up with it since he first raped me at the age of 12. Not even a teenager yet and I had lost all my innocence to my dad, it hurts to think about it, I just wished it was at least half as easy to say aloud.
Julian POV
I walked out of the school gates looking out for Zahra to see everyone else but her. I leaned against the wall waiting patiently as everyone else rushed past me screaming and laughing. Why is everyone is my school so noisy man, kmt. I had a headache and these Jezzabels where only making it worse. Adding onto worse one of them walked up to me smiling, not going to lie she was boom but this chick is always in my face
Ella-Jayy Jayy
Me-remember it's Julian." She rolled her eyes smiling at me. Well Ella was mans wifey for about 5 months, I got bored and finished it. Nothing much to the relationship, no big drama just her bawling down my line but nothing I could get pissed at.
Her-it's like you've forgotten what we had
Me-that was months ago.
Her-so. You make it seem like you want nothing to do with me, I just want to be friends don't make it hard J
Me-Julian
Her-Well it's J to me" she said with attitude, I cracked a small smile nodding.
Me-so how's my Spanish lady?
Her-I'm Puerto Rican fool
Me-same thing
Her-no it aint" she said shaking her head confused. She was slightly dopey but it's cute, smart girls, well girls that think they're smart love to get too rude.
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Zahra- Scarred
Teen FictionNot everyone is as fortunate to chose when their innocence is to be let go. Zahra a 15 year old teenager who had her's stolen by her father at a young age. Being so young she grow up naive thinking what was wrong was right but she soon grew up and...