Summer
My dad's voice was stern as he commanded, "Summer, come here." Trembling, I pleaded, "Daddy, I don't want to do this again," but he only raised his voice. He removed his belt, and I cried out, "Please, don't hit me." He yanked me closer and pushed me onto the bed. Tears streamed down my face as he touched me inappropriately.
Just then, my mom burst into the room, shouting, "What the hell is going on here?" My dad didn't respond. She turned to me and asked, "Summer, has your dad ever touched you like this before?" I nodded, too terrified to speak. She screamed, "I should have your pedophile ass arrested. You raped my daughter!"
My dad, livid, slapped my mom and shouted, "Don't you fucking yell at me, bitch. I was teaching our daughter a lesson." My mom staggered but quickly stood back up and asked if I was okay. I nodded, hiding behind her. With a voice laced with fear, shock, and anger, she warned him, "Don't you ever touch Summer again. You can do whatever you want to me, but not her."
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I do not condone love like this, and if you ever been through this, it's good to talk it out.
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Only For You
RomanceDon't you dare ever call her baby, baby girl, boo, bae, sweetie, angel, or, any cute nicknames because she is mine, and mine only
