The corridors of the apartment were dark as I closed the door behind. I could hear the TV blaring while I continued to walk. Not long, I saw daddy appearing from nowhere. Beyond the shock shown in my face, I was scared inside.
"Hi, daddy."
"Hey, Bevvie," daddy greeted me back, "What did you get there?"
"Just some things," I lied.
"Okay," daddy said before he chuckled as he placed his calloused hands on my cheeks and then to my hair. He smelled my head before he gave my forehead a kiss.
"Tell me, you are still my golden girl," he said as he ran his hands on my cheeks once more.
I replied, "Yes, daddy." He then said okay before shoving me to go back to his usual business.
I took a stroll to the bathroom, carrying my bag. As soon as I entered the bathroom, I locked the door in fear my daddy might get his hands on me once more. Honestly, all the advances my daddy had been making became more crude and sexual, as if he saw me as a doll and nothing more. My long ginger locks, the ones I used to cherish, were now my curse. I knew there was no other way, but to cut them from my head.
My left hand grabbed the scissor that was placed on the top of the sink while water from the tap was running. I brushed my hair before I snipped several lengths of my hair that fell into the drain hole. I cried out all of my misery that I felt living with my daddy. More and more of my hair fell until my head felt lighter from the back. I looked at myself in the mirror, finally feeling relief filling my mind.
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Buttercup | r. tozier
FanfictionIn a town called Derry, a demonic entity known as Pennywise the Dancing Clown is terrorizing the lives of the residents there. At the same time, many of those same people have assumed that she is just a weak girl who can barely stand against the win...
