Behind Closed Doors

Prologue

Riley's POV

I put on a pair of leggings and a long sleeve top. Anything to hide the ugly marks that covered my body.

Everyone thinks I'm just a shy, normal, innocent girl who just isn't into the whole socializing thing, except for dance. They think that the reason why I wear less revealing clothes is because I'm just self conscious over my body like your typical teenage girl.

They're wrong.

I live my father, a cruel man. I had a sister, Emily, but she, as well as my mother, died several years ago in a car accident. I think that's what had driven my father to the foul creature he is now. He was bad before, but after the accident, he's terrifying.

He looks like your regular overworked dad. Somewhat easy to talk too. Although not the right person to mess with. He works a fairly good job, but when five o'clock comes, he's a different person.

I think he put me in dance to make it look like he's a good, caring, fatherly man who makes his daughter happy and does things for her.

He gives me an allowance to buy whatever I need. But I pay him back in the blood curdling screams that he causes me to cry when he harms me.

Every single day.