A Thing Called Life

Prolouge

I threw the covers over my head as I heard him walking towards my door. "Lord please send him away" I prayed to myself but it seemed as if the prayer didn't reach Gods ears. I jumped out of my skin as I heard him fiddling with the lock. Tears escaped my eyes as I continued to pray. I don't know why this was happening to me. I wasn't a bad person, I did everything my parents asked me to do. I got good grades in school and I was never disrespectful. So why in the hell was this happening to me. After messing with the lock for a few minutes he finally got the door unlocked and that caused me to cry harder. "Zyla" he called my name. I never answered or moved under the covers. "Zyla" he called my name again. I still didn't respond. "listen, you're gonna piss me off. I don't want to hurt you just give me what the fuck I want" he spoke lowly but sternly. I continued to cry silently hard under the covers still praying that he would go away. "Lord please" before I could finish my thought I felt my body being snatched towards the end of the bed. He then ripped the covers from over my head before he proceeded to back hand my face with full force. "When I call, you answer little bitch. Always got to make things difficult" he spoke harshly. I held my face sobbing my little heart out. He begin to pull my leggings and panties down, then he removed my shirt and bra. Once all my clothes were off my body he flipped me over roughly "If you scream I will beat that ass. Understand?" he whispered in my ear before he layed on me. I shut my eyes and nodded my head. "Good girl. Now help your step daddy cum" was the last thing he said before he rammed into me. I layed on my stomach with my eyes tightly shut as tears still manage to flow out of them. I prayed that God would take my life because I no longer loved this thing called life.