Life of a Coach's Daughter

Chapter Two

"Why did I decide to come again? I am the only girl." I screamed and hit Paul.

"You have to be having fun. Even though most of the guys are barely talking to you. But at least come dance with me?" He holds out his hand and I take it it. Going on the dance floor, Paul grabs my waist and turns me around to where my back is to his chest. Keeping his hands on my waist, he starts to move his hips, "Come on, baby, loosen up. I can tell by the body you have, you know how to dance." Paul keeps his hands on my waist. Starting to dance, I can feel what part of him was getting a little too happy.

"Hey, can I go get some fresh air?" I move his hands and turn around.

"Yea come on. We can go in the ally." Grabbing my hand, he leads us to the side door and out into the ally. "You know you are fucking sexy. So fucking sexy."

"I thought you were driving me home? Why are you drunk?" I am kind of scared now.

Leaning me against the wall, he held my face still with his hands. "I needed to get drunk so I can do this and have a reason for it." His face got closer and closer to me.

Paul, stop it." His hands are roaming around, not leaving one place untoched. "Paul, please stop. You're hurting me." His hands keep on moving and his lips attached to my neck. His hands had so much force, I can't move at all.

"Come on, baby, just one time. You know you want to. I know I sure as hell want to." He keeps going. With how much force his hand has on my wrist, I couldn't move my arms. "Just once. I will make it feel amazing." As he keeps talking, I start to cry.

"No." I manage to get out inbetween sobs. But it doesn't matter to him. His hands go to the bottom of my jeans. I cry harder, not knowing what to do.

By now, Paul has his hand down my pants and his other hand forcing my hands to stay together. I struggle against his grip, but it only makes things worse.

Hey, are you okay?" My savior asks.

No, Help me. Get him off of me." I wale the figure as he walks toward us.

Jimmy, get away. As you can tell she doesn't want you to join so go away." Paul says as cold as possible.

Paul, get off of her." The guy named Jimmy demands. Paul's hands get harder and I could feel the bruises that are starting to form. I start to cry harder.

Paul, let her go now." Forcefully throwing me to the ground, my head hits the opposite wall.

Paul punches the wall and goes back inside, not bothering to fight. Jimmy comes to me and picks me up. "Hey I can walk. Thank you."

To bad. I am taking you to my house to talk and get you cleaned up." Looking back up at him he speaks again. "Jimmy Graham by the way." He smiles down at me.

Emily Parks." I look down. "Yes he is my father."

"I really don't care. Just becasue your Dad is my coach doesn't mean I am going to treat you any different from any other person in the world. Just because I might know your family means nothing." Jimmy speaks

"Thank you." He looks at me with confusion on his face. "You are the first person to treat me like every one else, not like you are scared of my family." I stop talking. "I feel dizzy. And tired." Putting my head down on his shoulder is all I can do.

"Emily if there is one thing you can not do is go to sleep. This is worse than I thought. I need to take you to the hospital." Looking down at me, I start to close my eyes. "Come on Baby don't close your eyes."

"You called my Baby?"

"Out of that whole sentence all you caught was when I called you Baby?"

"Yea because the last two times some one called me that they either lied or tried to rape me." I look at him.