My father

Chapter eight

RECAP: "Babygirl, you're gonna get what you deserve now." he said while smiling.

Derek pulls me off of the ground and carries me to his room.

He throws me on his very large bed, pinning me against it. I try my hardest to push him away, but he's literally 90% muscles.

I literally gave up from fighting back. Every time I try to, I still end up with him somehow in my pants.

I stopped resisting, hoping that it would stop him too.

He takes mine and his jeans off, as he shoves himself in me. This time it hurt the worst. There was no pleasure what so ever. I closed my eyes to hopefully help the time pass.

While he was thrusting in and out me, he was whispering many nasty things in my ear, "yeah babygirl you like that huh, Stella?" he said while groaning. I ignored him, and that ended with him slapping my face.

"Say something, SLUT." he said angrily.

I nodded so he wouldn't hit me again.

He started kissing my neck and my chest again. This time I moved his head back, but it didn't help.

I started to cry as he finished in me this time.

I grabbed my phone out of my jeans to see that it was 4:30pm. I was supposed to be home at four.

I grab my jeans and begin to put them on. This time, I had no makeup to cover up the fresh, new bruises. I'm going to have to tell my dad when I get home.

"D-Derek, I have to go home, it's 4:30." I said with my head down as we were walking out of his room.

"I'll take you home then, Baby." he said while following behind me.

We got in the car, and the whole car ride was silent. His hand was placed on my thigh, the whole way home.

"Baby, I'll see you this weekend." Derek said as I shut the car door.

I ignored him.

As I opened the front door, my dad was in the Kitchen doing the dishes. He didn't look at me at all, all he said was. "I told you to be home at 4 Stella, do you not liste-?" he said as he felt me hug him.

I hugged him from behind, so he was unable to see my face.

He turned around to hug me back, while I buried my face in his chest.

"Daddy, I need you to believe me." I said while still hugging him.

A tear rolled down my face.

"Stella, I'll always believe you, baby." he explained.

I pulled away, looking at him in the eyes so he could see the bruises.

This was the first time that I have ever seen my dad cry.

Tears streamed down his face "Babygirl, who did this to you?" he said pulling me back into another hug. "You're safe with me."

I grabbed his arm, pulling him over to the couch.

As we both sat down, I explained to him. "Daddy, please just take me to the hospital." I said. "I need to get a rape kit exam. I didn't shower yet because I want to prove this really happened to me." I started to cry even harder.

"okay, Stella, I'll take you in a minute. I need you to tell me what happened though, and when it started baby." my dad said.

I took a deep breathe, and explained.

"When I first met Derek at Starbucks, his hand brushed against my butt. That was his way of introducing himself. We exchanged numbers, and he texted me later that day to go hang out with him."

Myy dad wiped my tears and I continued. "Once we had got to his house, he told me that his parents weren't home. I thought they were going to be. He began to push me against the wall as I told him to stop."

My dad was still in tears. "Daddy, I begged him to stop. I didn't want any of this to happen." I said trying to get him to believe me.

"Stella, please continue, I know. But I need to know what happened baby." my dad said while grabbing my hand.

I continued, "Derek then put his hand around my neck, leaving bruises. I covered them up when I came home. When I tried to push him away, he pinned my arms against the wall. Then he moved his hands up my shirt. He then moved his hands to my leggings, and he entered two fingers in aggressively. I was begging him to stop, it hurt so bad" I said.

I could tell that my dads emotions were everywhere. He looked so mad, yet so sad.

"Then he punched me in the jaw many times. He then entered himself in me, which hurt even worse." i said.

"Baby, he used protection right?" my dad asked.

I gulped, realizing that he didn't.

I ignored his question and continued.

"Then, yesterday he came to our house when you were at work. I answered the door because I thought it was you. But it wasn't. He threw me on the couch, doing the same thing he did before, but even harder. He left, and that was when he told me he was going to pick me up on Monday. He said if I didn't allow him to, then I would regret it. I didn't want to find out what i would regret, so I went with him." I said.

My dad hugged me for what seemed like forever.

"Then today..." I said terrified. "He picked me up from school. He tried putting his hand in my pants while we were driving to my house. A cop was behind us, and luckily pulled us over. The cop then let Derek off with a warning, but the Officer asked if we were doing anything suspicious. When Derek took me to his house, he beat me because he thought I said something to the Officer when I didn't. He punched me many times in the stomach, while forcing his thing in my mouth." I said while trying to stay calm.

"Then I bit really hard, but then he took me to his room to 'punish' me for it. This time is hurt worse that ever. He also didn't use protection, and I'm pretty sure he released himself in me." I said.

My dads eyes grew soft as more tears left his eyes. "Stella, baby, you're safe with me. I won't allow this man to come near you ever again. I'll make sure his ass gets put in jail." my dad said.

Those words made me smile, feeling like I still had some hope. "Daddy, I should have listened to you, I know I shouldn't have gone out with him. I'm so sorry." I said.

"Babygirl you can't blame yourself for something that he did. If anything, it's my fault for not protecting you." he continued "Is this why you flinched when I hugged you? Did you think I was going to hit you just like Derek?" my dad asked.

I nodded.

"Baby, I'm nothing like Derek. I hope you know that." my dad explained.

"The nightmares, and me sleeping with you are also a big reason why. Every time I try to fall asleep, his actions play in my head. I feel safe with you, daddy. I know you wouldn't hurt me." I said.