Girlfriend to a Baby

Terror

"Baby I can't understand you!!" Bubba grunted for the hundredth time with his hands at his hair almost pulling them out. I sighed yet again.

The coffee guy was their acquaintance and so he had called them and brought me back to them. Ever since I've been trying to tell them that I'm not hungry I'm not sleepy. It's just this bad feeling in my gut. I couldn't clearly hear anything they said.

"I think you should just take her out" Mommy suggested. I shook my head vigorously and clutched my hair tightly pulling at it.

It's only Daddy, Bubba, Mommy and me. Others had to leave for their work. Not everyone has a leisure time unlike me.

"Baby you need to speak up. Maybe you can be a big girl for us for today? Just tell us what's wrong baby please?" Daddy said making my eyes pop out.

"Nnnnn...nuh wonna .." all I said sounded like grunts and it got me frustrated to the point I started crying out loudly and pulled my hair harder only to be stopped by them. My cries were as if someone had died. And I couldn't stop I didn't even know why I was crying. Adamson held me to his chest rocking me on his lap.

"It's okay if you don't wanna but don't hurt yourself like that!" Jake yelled and with a stern voice. "You know that I hate you hurting yourself, you just called a punishment on yourself. And I hope you're aware if that"

"... I'm sorry" My cries intensified. My throat felt like it was cut and it started paining along with the pain in my chest.

So I wiggled off of his lap and ran up to my room tripping on the stairs. I fell down on the top of the stairs but got up and again ran inside the nursery I was in.

I sat in the corner with my knees to my chest hugging them tightly. Soon they flooded in looking frantic and Jake really looked angry. That just shook me to the core just thinking he's angry with me. Everyone sighed and turned to face me.

"Enough is enough!! Guys just go out. We'll come out soon." He said not looking away from my convulsing form. Both of them tried to convince him otherwise but he simply replied rather stiffly with a "Just go!!"

I visibly flinched looking down and putting my hands on my mouth to stop my cries.

They left with a last pitiful look at me and Jake 'locked' the door. LOCKED. I trembled and my tears flowed nonstop.

"So you wanna test my patience? Tell you what, I'm done. With you your childish behaviour and your drama. You think I have no other work other than looking after you? And even so you won't listen to what I or the others say huh?"

"Stop crying"

"S...sor....wy.." I was hyperventilating, crying and murmuring simultaneously.

"Stop crying I SAID!"

I jolted up to look at him, still for a second before stumbling up and running for the door. Just as I reached the door he said , "Oh no you don't!" And lifting me up by my waist he sat down setting me inside the crib which only made me cry harder. "Stop!! Please! I'm sorry okay!! I'm sorry! Stop please!" I thrashed in his arms but stilled once more as he hit my bum.

"Why?? Just why the fuck do you have to get me more pissed then I already am? Tell me! TELL ME!!" He dropped me in my crib on my butt.

His questions were answered by my heart wrenching sobs and whimpers. This wasn't Jake it's not possible. He's never been angry with me let alone so much. He waited for 2 minutes.

He took a deep breath closing his eyes and opening them back again said calmly, TOO calmly, "Now, I'm gonna get you out of that plaything and you'll stay right where I leave you as I leave you. Am I understood?"

I nodded instantly tears still flowing. "I asked 'Am. I. Understood??!"

"Y-ye-yes s-sir" I stuttered scared of him all of a sudden.

He picked me out of the crib and placed me on the ground before standing back up and unbuckling his belt. He sat on the edge of the bed with the belt in his hand and a wooden scale beside him.

I automatically whimpered, "Please don't".

"Well you know what to do. Bend over" he looked down on his lap.

"I'm sorry please. Jake I'll behave I promise. I'll not do anything!! Ever! ...please" my voice had turned to a whisper towards the end but nothing swayed him from his mindset and his stern face compelled me to do as he said. Pulling my pants just low enough to reveal my butt he began.

Next thing anyone could hear were my screams. Blood curdling cries. I lost count how many times I've been hit with the belt and the scale. It's the first and certainly the last time Jake hit me. He's never been hard on me so along with the physical pain my mental pressure too was great.

At the end, which was an eternity after, I felt only pain and for the first time in my life fear. Jake never scared me but this was pure terror. As soon as the strikes stopped raining, pulling up my pants I sprinted towards the door, unlocked it and ran out.

That's it. No one. There 'is' no one.

"Baby what's wr-Where are you going? Hey! Babygirl listen to me. Elle stop!!" Adamson followed me out to the parking lot and unfortunately I wasn't fast enough.

He tackled me down to the ground earning a cry out of pain. Simultaneously, I burst into tears for the uncountable-th time.

"Shh... it's okay. It's okay I've got you. Don't cry. Daddy's-"

"DARE YOU SAY THAT!! NO ONE'S DADDY. I- YOU'RE NOT DADDY. HATE YOU ALL!!! I DON'T WANNA GO BACK!! Y'all always hit me. I don't like it..." I cried.

"Hush...Alright baby I promise I'll never hit you again never. And not let anyone hit you either. Okay come with me-"

"NOOOOO! NEVER! I HATE YOU . HATE ALL OF YOU! LET ME GO!!!" I screamed with all my voice and huffed at the end, falling limp in his arms as my head started feeling light.

"Baby you okay?" Adamson asked with concern. I only managed to see that others were present there too, except Jake.

" ...lemme go..." I said barely above a whisper but he heard me.

"I'm never gonna do that little one, whether you like it or not" he said softly placing a kiss on my forehead that made a new gnash on my heart and made it ache harder.

I hid my face in his shirt though I wanted to let go, and cried shamelessly, howling and they went back inside with me in Adamson's arms, cradled like a toddler. We could hear someone hitting the walls repeatedly from upstairs. The nursery.

Jake!!

The thought made me even more afraid thinking of the very few times I'd actually seen rather heard Jake with his punching bag ..and it's a wall here.

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