Daddy's Little Girl

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  • Published: 5 Mar 2013
  • Updated: 11 Jun 2014
  • Status: Complete
For more than two years, Dani has suffered from the abuse of her ex-boyfriend. After escaping her abusive home, Tyler is set on keeping his promise, ending her life. What he doesn't know, ending hers, isn't just ending one.


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       "Get up!" I looked into his fierce eyes. "Get up! I'm done with you!" He picked me up and threw me off of the bed. "Get your clothes on!" He threw my top at me.

       "Can I have my pants?" I knew my comment would probably result with a very painful bruise.

       "What?" I turned my head towards the ground and mumbled, "Nothing." He just looked at me with anger.

      I glanced, but I didn't dare to stare at him. "Dani!" Turning my head towards him, he threw the shorts. I caught them and ran to the bathroom. Trying to get the horrid smell of Tyler off of my body was impossible, even if I showered. I heard him unlock the bathroom door. "No, please." I mumbled to myself. He didn't even come in, he just unlocked the door. I was confused and in utter shock. I prayed to myself hoping he wouldn't come in.


     After I was done, I was expected to get dressed and cook supper. I quickly got dressed and walked into the kitchen. "You're lucky I didn't come in that damn bathroom." I ignored his comment and walked into the kitchen and pre-heated the stove. "Dani?" I didn't respond. "Dani?" Still no answer. "Dani!" I turned around, and saw him, standing there.

       "Don't you think the stove is hot enough?" He grabbed my hand, and then put his hand over mine and slapped it against the pan.

       "Stop!" He looked into my eyes.

       "Dani? It's defiantly not hot enough." He started to press a lot harder. I looked at my hand, blisters were bubbling upon my fingers. I started to cry, he's never done this before.

      "Stop! Please!" He looked at me with excitement, "Why baby?" I lifted my hand and smacked him.

      "You bitch!" He pressed harder, and harder, and harder! At this point tears were streaming down my face. "Does it hurt? Does it?" I nodded my head in shame, my pride was gone.




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