Power~ E.D

24

Anais

I laid in bed softly crying as I laid uncomfortably just so I wouldn't hurt my burn wound.

The familiar pain was searing through my leg, he really knew how to hurt me.

The burning started when I was fifteen, I was so young. He did it because, like he is now, he was paranoid. He was so convinced that my mother was cheating on him.

He thought that I had known something but I was fifteen, my only concern was having new clothes or the latest phone.

He came into my room after my mother left for a girls night. I had no idea what was happening when he placed the poker in the fire and started asking me questions. Ever since then I demand that my room doesn't have a fire place.

I really wish he had beat me instead of mutilating my body.

The door opened making me flinch.

"Hi Daddy" I said in a small voice hoping he wasn't mad at me.

"Hola, princesa" he closed the door behind him. "Cómo estás?"

"Bien" I answered shortly, still on edge from what happened earlier.

"Let's change those bandages, hm?" He offered walking over to the small table of bandages and medication he had sent up.

I just nodded and laid down on my side, facing away from him. A few moments later I felt the bed dip and my night gown being lifted up.

"Por favor, perdóname" he said softly peeling back the old bandage as I winced, gripping the sheets, tears threatening to fall.

"Of course I do" I mumbled keeping my voice strong. "I know you only want what's best for me"

"Now will you tell me what you and Grayson were talking about?" He asked and my heart clenched in my chest. I don't even remember what we had talked about. But he wasn't going to take that for an answer.

"Boss" the door opened causing my father to pull up the blanket to cover me.

"What!" He growled. "Don't you have any manners, you knock before coming into a ladies room!"

"Right, yes" he bowed his head. "We have Grayson in the cellar"

I couldn't lie even if I had the guts to now, if I told him something and Gray tells him something else who knows what he'll do.

"I'll be down soon" he said turning his attention back to me as he gently applied the new bandage.

"I love you" he said standing up from the bed, discarding the soiled bandages in the small trash can by my bed.

"I love you too" I mumbled still facing away from him. Once he was gone I let out a breath I didn't even notice. It was followed by a sob that I cut off with my hand.

I don't want to do this anymore, I can't do this anymore. I'll never be able to fully live my life under him. I've spent years bound to the hotel all for my protection.

I want to be free.

Only one person can help me with that right now.