HIS ABUSED AND TORMENTED MATE

" No! Please stop!" cried Lucy as she tried to stop her father from forcing himself on her once again. "Oh yeah!" moaned Ryan, Lucy's father as he thrushed deeper into his daughter's v****a. This had been a daily occurrence ever since Lucy turned 12 years. She honestly could not wait to turn 18 so that she could meet her mate who would save her from her abusive father. *Lucy's POV* I slowly try to lift my body from where my dad left me last night but the pain my body feels is unbearable. I plop back to the floor feeling defeated. After countless attempts I manage to stand up, remove my clothes and strap into the shower. Once the hot water hit my skin, all of my sorrows come to life. I cry silently careful not to wake my dad from the other room. This was my life now and I had to accept it. This was who I was now, my own father's s*x slave. I slowly turn off the shower and step out to get ready for school. I put on a Pink cropped top with black jeans and black Nikeys. As I'm about to grab my keys from the nightstand, I come face to face with my mother's picture. I slowly pick it up and tears involuntarily fall on their own. "Mom, why did you have to die so early? Why did you have to leave me to suffer? Why did my father change so much? What did I do to deserve all of this treatment?". By now I'm full on sobbing my heart out when I hear footsteps and I know it's Ryan's since Maria, my step mother doesn't come to my room. I quickly rise from my bed and wipe my tears. "Come on, sweetheart. You'll be late for school" came Ryan's voice as he was opening the door. "I'm on my way, dad" I manage to say as I grab my bag and my keys and quickly leave the house. "Sweetheart, aren't you going to have something to eat?" came Maria's voice as I was about to leave the house. "No, thanks. I'll grab something on the way. " was my quick response before I dashed out of the house. See, i don't really have breakfast at home because i hate seeing the man that calls himself my father, being all romantic to my stepmom while he knows what he does to me when she's not looking. I take my phone out once I'm out of the house and put my wireless earphones on and my my way to school. The weather is chilled, sunny but has relaxing wind. I don't use the bus unless I'm late, because walking to school helps me release all the tension that has been going on at home. I'm trying to find ways to escape all of this. I hate my life, I hate my dad and I hate Maria for not being able to notice what her husband does to his 17 year old teenage daughter. I tried committing suicide but I couldn't. I'm so caught up in my own thoughts that I don't even realize that someone was talking to me. "Lucy!!!". "What?!" I respond, my heart rate escalating. "what's on your mind, girl?" asked Isabella and Abby simultaneously. "Nothing, you just startled me. That's all." I manage to lie. See, Abby and Isabella are the only friends I know and yet they don't even know what my father does to me every night because my father promised to kill anyone that I told. "How was your date last night Isa?", I ask, in hopes of changing the topic and enlightening the mood. "oh you know, girl. The dinner went well but I ended up sleeping at that guy's place", replied Isa. "Girl you a hoe" said Abby and we all laughed as we got to school. I went to my locker put my things in and head to my first class of the day. The day goes pretty fast and pretty well. And I dread going back home but I know I have to because if I'm late, Ryan will kill me, like literally slice me up. We bid our goodbyes and go our separate ways. On my way home, I reminisce about my childhood years when I had both my parents, they both loved me and treated me as their princess. My dad used to look at me with so much love and adoration but now he looks at me with so much lust. I sigh as I realize I'm already at the gate. I slowly get in and run up the stairs and to my room. I quickly get in and lock the door. I once again find myself wondering where I went wrong, I cry till there were no more tears left to cry. I dozed off. When I woke up I rolled over and took my phone from the night stand and checked the time 23:25. I sigh as I know that he'll be here in 5 minutes. I immediately hear footsteps and I know that sh**t is about to get down. He slowly opens my door careful not to wake Maria and stalks towards me. I roll over the bed and stand next to the wall. "oh come on, daddy's girl. Daddy knows you want it". "Not tonight Dad." I manage to say trying to fight the lump in my throat. "You know I like it when you act feisty but I'm not in the mood tonight." he says simply and starts walking in my direction. "I said No. This ends here and now. I'm tired of being your slave. My mom wouldn't want you to treat me like this. You have Maria to satisfy your s****l needs but you still choose to abuse your one and only daughter! What kind of a father are you?! Huh?! I wish you had died in that accident instead of my mom."  I immediately regret saying those words as his fists connects with my jaw and he hits me repeatedly until I see black spots and start fading into unconsciousness. "HOW DARE YOU?!!!! HOW DARE YOU MENTION THAT b***h OF A MOTHER? SHE NEVER LOVED YOU. SHE NEVER LOVED US OTHERWISE SHE'D STILL BE HERE!!" those were the last words i heard from Ryan before i was consumed by darkness.  I wake up in what seems like a hospital tied up in machines and a blindingly bright light with beeping sounds everywhere. I try opening my eyes and scan my surroundings. "where am I?" I ask no one in particular. I recall last night's incident with Ryan and once again I find myself crying. The nurse walks in with a grin on her face. I quickly wipe my face and smile faintly at her. "Good morning Lucy. I'm glad you're finally awake. How are you feeling?". "I'm in pain and I have a pounding head". "oh that's to be expected, you have one broken rib and a few disoriented bones but since you're a werewolf you're expected to heal in no time. I will get your meds ready and discharge you. Please get as much rest as you can." and with that I was left alone, with the fear of going back home.  I think it is safe to say that my life went on pretty good after the last incident I had with Ryan the r****t. It took me less than a week to get back to my usual self (thanks to werewolf abilities). I was so grateful that my father did not try to take advantage of my current state and molest me. Again. He didn't even look in my direction after the incident happened.