into a hug. “I’m sure he’s thinking about you just the same,” he speaks softly.
It was his attempt to make me feel better. But I’m sure Logan isn’t being paid for sex and picturing me the whole time just so he could make it through the act. No, that’s what I had to do.
“FAITH!” My father’s bellow came from the other end of the hall.
I hurry around the corner to find my father stomping toward my door. Oh, he looks livid. Is there something beyond livid, because if there is, that’d be my father right now?
“Yes,” I say standing outside my door.
“Get in your room,” he seethes. “Now!”
Jumping slightly, I turn and enter my room. I’m expecting the door to slam, but instead he paces in front of the little entry way. His hands in his hair, he mumbles to himself. Something about wishing his life wasn’t this way, or something like that.
Just then my mother and Tony walk in. I swallow hard because then the door shuts and I hear the lock click in place.
Oh fuck!
I muster up my courage and stare down the three devils before me.
“Can you all tell me why you’ve barged your way into my room?” I hiss.
“Where were you a week ago?” Tony steps closer to me and I have to work hard not to step back.
“Ugh!” I fan my hand in front of my nose and step back. “Geez, brush your teeth much. Gross.”
He back hands me. My head snaps back to them and to my horror, my father has a smirk on his face.
“Answer the fucking question,” Tony demands.
“I was out.” I answer flatly.
Tony hits me again. This time I feel my teeth dig into my lip. The metallic taste of blood floods my taste buds.
“Where the fuck were you, you little whore?”
“Out with friends.”
Another hit and then he shoves a newspaper in front of my face. There on the front page of the paper is the headline, Heiress Faith Harper seems to be having fun while her fiancé is out of town. Right below that is a picture of me with another guy in a side alley. The guy wanted the experience of public sex. The picture, though you can’t tell unless you were me or the other guy, was mid-frantic sex. Actually it right before he bit my shoulder and said he was cumming.
“Like I said out with friends. Having a lot of fun too,” I smirk.
This was what I wanted. Having my father’s precious, perfect daughter tainted. Yeah it may make me look bad in the process, but it’s not like I have someone that I need to be good for.
Just like that he back hands me. I fall to the floor, but am quickly pulled up by his hand around my throat and he slams me against the wall. My eyes dart to my parents, who simply turn and walk out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Leaving me to be… whatever he was going to do to me.
“Looks like you need reminding as to who you belong to,” he hisses in my ear.
Yanking my skirt up, he quickly shoves down his pants. I watch as he rips open a condom wrapper and I close my eyes tightly. He slams into me tightening his hand around my throat.
It became harder and harder to breath. For the first time in my life… I pray to die. Just kill me now…
# # #
Five years later…
This was my life now. This was never the life I’d picture myself living, but in the moment of making a decision when I was hurt, I’m stuck. I’m stuck for good, it seems. I’ve tried several times to back out, but Lia has already booked me. I may never go back to a regular life.
I’ve been doing this for five years now. Five long fucking years. Tony still rapes me, only now he’s upgraded to beating the shit out of me in the process. We’ve yet to marry because I keep ‘running away’ every time they set up the date. I’m not marrying this fucker! The bastard has the nerve to talk down to me when he’s got a wife (ex-wife for now) and kids waiting for him to come home.
Oh yeah, I found out this little gem when I walked down to the river in hopes that maybe, just maybe, Logan would be down there
It was his attempt to make me feel better. But I’m sure Logan isn’t being paid for sex and picturing me the whole time just so he could make it through the act. No, that’s what I had to do.
“FAITH!” My father’s bellow came from the other end of the hall.
I hurry around the corner to find my father stomping toward my door. Oh, he looks livid. Is there something beyond livid, because if there is, that’d be my father right now?
“Yes,” I say standing outside my door.
“Get in your room,” he seethes. “Now!”
Jumping slightly, I turn and enter my room. I’m expecting the door to slam, but instead he paces in front of the little entry way. His hands in his hair, he mumbles to himself. Something about wishing his life wasn’t this way, or something like that.
Just then my mother and Tony walk in. I swallow hard because then the door shuts and I hear the lock click in place.
Oh fuck!
I muster up my courage and stare down the three devils before me.
“Can you all tell me why you’ve barged your way into my room?” I hiss.
“Where were you a week ago?” Tony steps closer to me and I have to work hard not to step back.
“Ugh!” I fan my hand in front of my nose and step back. “Geez, brush your teeth much. Gross.”
He back hands me. My head snaps back to them and to my horror, my father has a smirk on his face.
“Answer the fucking question,” Tony demands.
“I was out.” I answer flatly.
Tony hits me again. This time I feel my teeth dig into my lip. The metallic taste of blood floods my taste buds.
“Where the fuck were you, you little whore?”
“Out with friends.”
Another hit and then he shoves a newspaper in front of my face. There on the front page of the paper is the headline, Heiress Faith Harper seems to be having fun while her fiancé is out of town. Right below that is a picture of me with another guy in a side alley. The guy wanted the experience of public sex. The picture, though you can’t tell unless you were me or the other guy, was mid-frantic sex. Actually it right before he bit my shoulder and said he was cumming.
“Like I said out with friends. Having a lot of fun too,” I smirk.
This was what I wanted. Having my father’s precious, perfect daughter tainted. Yeah it may make me look bad in the process, but it’s not like I have someone that I need to be good for.
Just like that he back hands me. I fall to the floor, but am quickly pulled up by his hand around my throat and he slams me against the wall. My eyes dart to my parents, who simply turn and walk out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Leaving me to be… whatever he was going to do to me.
“Looks like you need reminding as to who you belong to,” he hisses in my ear.
Yanking my skirt up, he quickly shoves down his pants. I watch as he rips open a condom wrapper and I close my eyes tightly. He slams into me tightening his hand around my throat.
It became harder and harder to breath. For the first time in my life… I pray to die. Just kill me now…
# # #
Five years later…
This was my life now. This was never the life I’d picture myself living, but in the moment of making a decision when I was hurt, I’m stuck. I’m stuck for good, it seems. I’ve tried several times to back out, but Lia has already booked me. I may never go back to a regular life.
I’ve been doing this for five years now. Five long fucking years. Tony still rapes me, only now he’s upgraded to beating the shit out of me in the process. We’ve yet to marry because I keep ‘running away’ every time they set up the date. I’m not marrying this fucker! The bastard has the nerve to talk down to me when he’s got a wife (ex-wife for now) and kids waiting for him to come home.
Oh yeah, I found out this little gem when I walked down to the river in hopes that maybe, just maybe, Logan would be down there
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