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Me:

Thank you for a really good day.

Jack:

I’m always here for you, kiddo.

Curling up in bed, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, happy it’s dreamless. Unfortunately, I’m woken up when a large hand covers my mouth, cruel fingers yanking on my hair.

“Did you think you could make me look stupid earlier?” Gareth growls in my ear.

I have to be dreaming. I need to fight.

Writhing, screaming, and kicking back where he’s pressed up against my back, all it gets me is Gareth pinching my nostrils and mouth closed. I can’t breathe…

His hand is huge as he releases my hair, shoving his hand down my sleep shorts. I feel myself drifting, even as I scream for help in my head.

This can’t be happening. Please, please, please.

“First Jack, and now my daughter,” he mutters. His hands are huge, and he has no problem immobilizing me. Gareth’s right hand cups my most intimate and private part between my legs.

While that’s all he does for now, I am still dying inside. He’s not supposed to touch me like this. It’s wrong, wrong, wrong.

“You definitely get around, don’t you little girl? Has my daughter touched you yet? Has she licked your pussy or shoved her fingers inside of you?” he asks.

As he speaks, he roughly shoves his fingers inside of me, and oh fuck does it hurt. I don’t have any air to scream, so it’s wordless as he punishes me for offenses I can’t possibly imagine.

“What you don’t seem to understand is this is mine,” Gareth says as hot tears of shame leak out of my eyes. “A locked door won’t save you. If you tell anyone, or try to, no one will believe you, and I’ll hurt your mom, Jack, or Bronwyn. I will do whatever is necessary to keep you. Don’t even think about running from me either. Do you understand?”

Gareth lets me take a breath as my body begins to convulse, desperate for oxygen.

“I can be so nice,” he croons in my ear as I sob. “Or I can take it all away.”

Clamping down on my nose and mouth, he robs me of my next breath as he continues to hurt me, stretching me when I’ve never even had my own fingers inside of me. His blunt fingernails scrape at my insides, because I’m not wet.

I’ll never be wet for him. Not ever.

Gareth withholds my next breath until I pass out, and I don’t wake up again until the sun is shining. The door is locked, my head hurts, and there’s a soreness between my legs that alerts me to the fact that I didn’t dream last night’s visit.

Sitting up, the world spins as I begin to cry.

How much worse will this get?

Chapter Five

September 1st

Dahlia

“I’m so excited for the first day of school,” Bee says excitedly.

I’m only excited to get out of the house. I feel like I’m two different people lately. The one who avoids my stepfather at all costs while hiding a huge secret, and the one who waits to see if he’ll find a way into my room again.

I’m not sleeping, jumping at shadows, and terrified. I’ve also been a bit lonely because Gareth kept Bee busy for most of the summer. Whenever she has extra time, she’d tiredly bring a movie into my room and fall asleep.

I would love to nap while she does, but her father has popped his head into my room several times to “check” on us, effectively scaring the shit out of me.

He sees too much, and figured out early on that she and I have feelings for each other.

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