My father

chapter fourteen

RECAP: we finally made it home, as I went upstairs in my room to fall asleep.

I woke up and forgot about my dad going to work. I made some breakfast and watched some Netflix shows. The day was pretty boring until I heard some knocks on the door. It was already 5:30, the time when my dad gets home. So I looked out the door to see who it was.

Out of all people, he was standing on my porch.

My body completely froze, unable to move. I wanted to run so badly but my body wouldn't let me. I couldn't even talk.

He started talking to me through the door.

"Stella?" Derek said.

I slowly moved my body against the bottom of the door so he wouldn't see me.

"I just want to talk Stella." he said knocking on the door again. "I'm not going to do anything."

I was so scared, and I was breathing very heavy. I stayed silent until he started talking again.

"It's about our baby... Please"

I finally gave in and stood up. I unlocked the door without saying a word.

"May I come in?" He said politely.

I nodded and moved out of the way.

I shut the door, but I didn't lock it, just incase I had to run.

I turned back around to face him.

His face lit up with a smirk.

He walked towards me slowly with the smirk on his face. I walked backwards until I hit the wall. SHIT! I was being cornered! He put his arms against the wall, trapping me in between him. If I tried to move or freak out, he wouldn't let me go this time. I need to be smarter.

He let out a slight laugh. "You think I'm here to talk about our baby? I'm here to enjoy what's mine" he said as he moved his hand between my legs. He started to slowly touch it as I tried to stay calm.

"This... This is mine Stella." He whispered in my ear.

"D-Derek please... don't." I tried to say calmly.

"Don't what? hmm?" He whispered again.

He then pulled on my shorts, trying to rip them off.

I grabbed his hand to stop him.

"I don't want you to wear these shorts. Your daddy probably likes it." he said.

WTF! I'm in my own house!

"Just please... please let me go." I begged. Tears were rolling down my face.

"You shouldn't have been such a tease. I see the way you looked at me Stella. You want this, and you can't lie." He said as he started to kiss down my neck.

I was so disgusted.

"The things you wear out in public show that you're clearly a SLUT!" He said while he put his hand down my shorts.

This time I started to fight back. I didn't want this to happen again.

"NO, STOP!" I screamed.

He covered my mouth. "Shh, it'll be over soon if you don't fight back, princess."

He entered a finger in as I looked away. He slapped my face "This is what you get for telling on daddy." he whispered.

He started moving his hand faster as I grabbed onto his shirt. He smirked at me.

"Yeah baby, you like that huh?" he said. He started to kiss my neck slowly, leaving dark hickies. I winced in pain as he bit my chest a little harder.

He suddenly stopped, and removed his hands from my pants. He then stared at the door while I saw flashing lights reflect off the walls.

"SHIT!" he said a little.

He turned back towards me and kissed me on the lips. I pushed him back immediately as the front door slammed open.

"PUT YOUR HANDS UP, WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM!" A officer yelled.

He listened as the officers ran towards him. There were 3 cop cars out front, but 4 officers.

3 of them ran towards him while the other officer had his gun pointed towards Derek.

My dad, was standing there behind the cop. Tears were actually running down his face. It was bright red, and I could see the vein pop out in his forehead to indicate stress.

They put handcuffs on Derek, and turned him around to face me.

"Stella, I'm so sorry baby." he said.

Bullshit.

They took him to the police car, where the officers informed me that he would stay in jail until his court day.

My dad came running in, and hugged me tightly. He fell to the ground as I did too. I cried in his arms while he held me.

He was gone.

I'm free from the pain.