My father

Chapter four

RECAP: He then started to undo his belt, with one hand while still pinning me against the wall. I was terrified. If his fingers hurt this bad then this is gonna hurt worse...

"mhm baby your body is so gorgeous." He said while trying to find my entrance. I turned my head, not wanting to look at him. He disgusts me so much. He moved his hand back up to my throat, making it more difficult to breathe this time. As he entered me, he let go of my neck and grabbed my waist. I gasped for air while moving my hands to his arms. Gripping them as tight as I can, to help the pain. I was crying harder then before. It hurt so bad, especially with how fast he was going.

"please stop." I cried. I was out of so much energy. I felt like I couldn't scream anymore.

I was breathing so heavy, while moaning every time he thrusts in. I wasn't moaning in pleasure, I was moaning from the pain. It seemed to help.

"You like it babygirl? You're a moaning mess, you can't deny it." he said in a husky voice.

Before he could finish, he pulled out and released on my stomach. I felt some blood drip down the side of my inner thigh.

I hurt so bad, I wanted to go home. I don't even know how I could explain this to my dad. He's gonna be so disappointed in me.

As soon as Derek let go of my waist, I fell to the floor, while crying.

He kneeled down beside me, "baby, it's not my fault. You can't be teasing me like that." He then picked me up and took me to his car.

TEASING YOU? I thought to myself. I didn't ask for what Derek did to me, and I could never forgive him.

My makeup was running down my face, and there were many bruises on my body.

"Stella, I can't let your dad see you like this. Stay in the car while i run in this store to get you some makeup."

I tried cleaning myself up the best i can with just a tissue. Once Derek came to the car, he wouldn't let me leave until I covered up the bruises with foundation.

While I was applying the makeup, he grabbed my throat and turned my head towards him.

"You better not say a fucking word to ANYONE." Derek said, making me jump. I nodded and finished applying my makeup.

I arrived at my house, it was now about 5:00 pm. I got out of the car without saying a single word to Derek. He drove off immediately after I shut the car door.

I tried my best to hide the tears, pain, and bruises from my dad. I could barely even walk, I hurt that bad.

I walked in the front door and went straight to my room. My dad didn't say a single word to me for hours. I laid down on my bed, eventually drifting off to sleep.

I woke up to knocks on my bedroom door. "Stella, babygirl?" my dad said.

That name... it triggered me.

He opened up my door, seeing me still in bed. He walked close to me and raised his arms up fast to embrace me. I flinched and covered my face before I could get hit. I just realized that I flinched at my dads hug. For some reason it scared me. It gave me flashbacks of Derek.

"Stella?" My dad said giving me a hug.
"I wasn't going to hit you babygirl."

A tear fell down my face, "I know that dad." I lied.

Derek made me realize that I can't trust any guy. Even my own father.

My dad sat down on my bed right beside me. He put his hand on thigh, making me breathe even heavier. I pushed his hand off gently, not liking that it was there. He kissed me on my cheek, before leaving to go to his room.

"Goodnight, sweetie" He said while shutting my door.