SIX
843 Words
Quote for the chapter: I hate you... hate you more than anything.
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"You're kidding right?" I asked causing him to sigh loudly.
"Do you see me laughing, Jocelyn? Strip or God help me once I leave this room, you're going back to that institution"
What the f**k was going on?
"f**k you" I screamed causing him to smile.
"I plan to"
My eyes went wide with fear.
Please let this be a joke.
"I'm losing my patience, Josie. Strip now or pack your bags and get ready to leave for the institution"
"I'm on my period" I replied causing him to shrug nonchalantly.
"So?"
I stood there speechless.
Dad wasn't kidding about wanting to have s*x with me.
Was this man even my father?
"Well, I tried" he said about to leave causing me to scramble to take off my tank top.
"No wait, please" I pleaded immediately throwing my top somewhere in my room.
My hands immediately began to walk on my jeans while tears escaped my eyes.
Dad hummed watching me undress and when I hesitated to take off my undergarments he said, "everything. Take off everything"
Standing n***d awkwardly in my room in front of dad, I couldn't help the tears that fell from my eyes.
When did I get to this stage.
"Looking better than your mom, love" I grimaced in disgust.
Love, seriously?
"Lay on the bed" he said causing me to walk slowly to the bed.
Let this be a nightmare, oh God or better yet let mom walk in now.
I sat on the bed causing dad to raise an eyebrow at me.
I laid back closing my eyes.
Weeks ago, I was laying on this same bed with no care in the world but now I'm about to be defiled by my own father.
He kept something over my eyes which I later discovered to be an eye mask.
At least there's a bit of shame in him.
Raping your daughter is one thing but looking in her eyes while doing it is another kind of f****d up s**t.
I felt his mouth on my lips going down my neck so I closed my eyes shutting everything out.
Imagining to be in the courtroom defending a client brought a small smile to my face.
If I imagine I wasn't here, then this will move even faster.
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A/N: I'm not sorry that I didn't write the whole process. Sincerely, I felt sick and disgusted while writing this chapter but I know I had to write this so here it is.
But I do apologize for the short chapter. Next one will be longer, promise.
My facial expression ????
Quote for the chapter: I hate you... hate you more than anything.
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"You're kidding right?" I asked causing him to sigh loudly.
"Do you see me laughing, Jocelyn? Strip or God help me once I leave this room, you're going back to that institution"
What the f**k was going on?
"f**k you" I screamed causing him to smile.
"I plan to"
My eyes went wide with fear.
Please let this be a joke.
"I'm losing my patience, Josie. Strip now or pack your bags and get ready to leave for the institution"
"I'm on my period" I replied causing him to shrug nonchalantly.
"So?"
I stood there speechless.
Dad wasn't kidding about wanting to have s*x with me.
Was this man even my father?
"Well, I tried" he said about to leave causing me to scramble to take off my tank top.
"No wait, please" I pleaded immediately throwing my top somewhere in my room.
My hands immediately began to walk on my jeans while tears escaped my eyes.
Dad hummed watching me undress and when I hesitated to take off my undergarments he said, "everything. Take off everything"
Standing n***d awkwardly in my room in front of dad, I couldn't help the tears that fell from my eyes.
When did I get to this stage.
"Looking better than your mom, love" I grimaced in disgust.
Love, seriously?
"Lay on the bed" he said causing me to walk slowly to the bed.
Let this be a nightmare, oh God or better yet let mom walk in now.
I sat on the bed causing dad to raise an eyebrow at me.
I laid back closing my eyes.
Weeks ago, I was laying on this same bed with no care in the world but now I'm about to be defiled by my own father.
He kept something over my eyes which I later discovered to be an eye mask.
At least there's a bit of shame in him.
Raping your daughter is one thing but looking in her eyes while doing it is another kind of f****d up s**t.
I felt his mouth on my lips going down my neck so I closed my eyes shutting everything out.
Imagining to be in the courtroom defending a client brought a small smile to my face.
If I imagine I wasn't here, then this will move even faster.
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