Miss Sacrifice

Preface

Trigger Warning: Sexual Assault

I'd never given it much thought on how I was suppose to be with my dad---though I had a few theories in the past few months. But even if I knew, I would not have thought that this is how it is.

"Liyah come down here and cook sum up!" His voice boomed.

I thought to myself that if I were to stay still in my bed I would fall asleep and he would leave me alone, but he was insistent.

"Liyah!" he kept calling my name. I began to shake under my covers.

I laid back and kept quiet, waiting for what was next to come. I wanted to jump out of the window and run until I found someone but I was too high up, I could potentially put life at risk.

As thoughts of what to do bubbled in my brain I was suddenly aware of him standing proud over my bed and the door wide opened behind him as if he broke it to get in.

"Please, I'm tired!" I screamed with terror in my throat.

My dad smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to touch me. Again.