IT'S NOT JUST THE BILLIONS [COMPLETED]

10

Anna's P. O. V.

"No"I said, pleading to my dad. "I know what you do now" I said with tears rolling down my eyes like waterfall as I tried getting away from the bed. He pulled me with great force making me scream loudly for help.

"Shut up!"he shouted but that didn't scare me. I kept shouting for help. I should have followed my siblings with my mum but she promised to come back for me. I shouldn't have stayed back. I turned into his sex toy after my mum and siblings moved to a new house.

I want to go meet them now.

He slapped me so hard, ripping my night gown apart, leaving my body naked to his face. I couldn't fight anymore. I was weak. I became weak. I didn't know what to do when I felt those painful thrusts pushing in and out like I was being drilled.

I cried, watching him do dirty things to my body, unable to move. A thought crossed my mind.

Why would my biological father rape me?

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My eyes fluttered opened with tears rolling down my face as I woke up panting heavily like I ran ten miles. I looked at the ceiling for a while wondering why I dreamt of one of my memories. I wiped my tears, picking up my phone to check what time it was.

7:45am.

I sighed with my face buried in my hands, thinking about my dream. I can remember when my dad started using my body for sexual pleasure. His big body, hovering over me, making me beg for death due to the unbearable pain.

I hate him.

My phone begun vibrating in my hands indicating a call coming in. I looked at my phone ring for five seconds before picking up the call. Lincoln kept saying "hey you there?"several times while I was unable to speak. The dream felt so real. It was real but that's in my past.

It suddenly felt real again.

"Anna"Lincoln called, bringing me back to reality.

"Lincoln"I said with a sigh. "I'm here"

"I'm at your front door. I think I left my spare key at home"

"I'll get the door"I said,hanging up and wiping my tears. I walked to my front door, trying to make sure I don't look like I was crying. If he sees me crying he's gonna keep asking me and he won't stop until I tell him.

"Hey"I said lowly, my voice betraying me.

"You good?"he asked, really concerned.

My eyes went to the tray of food he held in his hands. They looked so yummy and well packed up. I gave a wry smile, looking at him.

Damn, why does he have to be so perfect?

"Oh my God Lincoln"I said surprised. "I was kidding about the breakfast in bed"I said, as he stepped in. I shut the door, walking behind him as he walked towards the dining table, dropping the tray of food on the table.

"I would have sneaked in like I planned but I forgot my spare key"

"You're so perfect"I said with a smile, folding my lips.

"You good?"he asked, walking towards me taking my face in my hands.

"Yes Lincoln"I said with a sigh, tired of hearing him ask.

"Were you crying?"he asked, looking into my eyes.

"I wasn't"I denied, getting his hands away, walking towards the tray.