My Beast

Chapter 1 Eliana Davis

Eliana Davis 

"You stupid bitch!" I heard my dad yell out to my mom.  I hear him hitting her, and I hear her screaming.  I hear everything.  I don’t know what happened this time but I know he's angry.  He's always angry.  I hear my mom's silent cries when he is done.  She silently cries out for help and I hear her.  

 My name is Eliana Celine Davis.  I just turned 18 this past April and im in my senior year of high school with only 1 month left.  My dream is to go to college and major in nursing because all I really want to do is help people. But that will never happen. 

I am considered a slave and my dad is supposed to be my master.  He never want me to leave the house, I barely even go to school, I don’t even know how I made it this far.  I hear the door slam quickly knocking me out of my thoughts.  I hurry to lock my room door because I know where he is coming next.  To me. 

I thought I was going to catch a break today but as I hear him banging on my door I knew I was wrong for even thinking that.   

"Open up this got damn door Eliana!"  I heard him scream while still banging.    I ran to my closet and hid behind the little bit of clothes I did have. Just as he broke down my room door. 

I cried silently knowing he would see me. 

"Where you at girl?" he yelled moments before he forcefully grabbing me from behind the small amount of clothes. 

"Daddy please No!" I screamed.  He threw me on the bed, and slowly but forcefully pulled off my clothes. 

I started to fight back then I quickly thought of how I was put in the hospital with bruised ribs and a busted face the last time I did. 

I felt him roughly enter inside of me, and thrust in and out.  All I did was lay there and cry because  really that’s all I could do.  After what felt like forever I heard him grunt and remove himself from inside of me but right after he released himself onto my thighs 

 "Thanks baby girl." he said as he patted my leg and left the room. 

 I got up to go to the bathroom and  I took a shower for as long as I could before the water turned cold I wanted to scrub him off of me. 

 When I got out the shower my father was sitting on my bed. I tightened my grip on the towel. 

 "what do you want" I asked scared and afraid. 

"What are you doing" he asked 

 I looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm about to go to sleep after I put on clothes" I said looking down trying to avoid eye contact. 

 "You can do that" he said getting up. 

 I sighed and walked over to my dresser. "No!" he screamed causing me to jump and drop my towel. "Get in the bed just like that." I looked up at him as tears came to my eyes I slowly walked to my bed as he watched me closely. I got in the bed and pulled my comforter over my naked body he was still watching me as I cried myself to sleep. 

 I hate him so much. 

The next day I woke up to someone yanking my covers off of me. I rubbed my eyes to see my mom ashy black skin, dry lips, and wild hair. She used to be so beautiful, if I would have told her she would look like this 5 years ago she would have laughed in my face then ran to tell my dad then both of them would have left together. I never thought things would be like this.