IT'S TIME MY CHILDREN.......
DRUMROLL PLEASE...........
I PRESENT TO YOU, THE LONG-AWAITED...
DADDY'S GIRL PART TWO!
(p.s this is kinda long lol)
⚠️RAPE⚠️
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He just nodded, guilt evident in his stare.
Then, the front door busted open.
We both snapped our heads in the direction of the front door.
My dad stood in the doorway, holding a half-empty beer bottle.
"Who the fuck are you?" My dad asked as he took a swig from the bottle. He was noticeably slurring his words much more than he was before.
Colby took a step forward, protectively ushering me behind him. I looked at Colby and I could see the anger building in his eyes.
"I am her boyfriend." He stated.
My dad snickered.
"Boy, why why whyyyy, would my beautiful, gorgeous daughter, ever date you?" My dad replied, walking closer to us.
I could tell Colby was getting angrier and angrier with every thing my dad said.
"Maybe because I'm not a terrible father who rapes his own fucking daughter." Colby snapped.
I could tell he regretted what he said immediately after he said it.
My dad walked right up to Colby and got all up in his face.
"What did you say?" My father asked.
"You heard what I said."
"Get out of my house!" My dad shouted in his face, he then backed up.
"No." Colby stated.
My dad looked surprised.
"What?"
"I. Said. No." Colby replied.
"You got yourself a big mouth there now don't cha." My father said as he walked backwards, closer to the door.
Colby and I watched as he backed up into the doorframe. He slammed the front door shut and locked it.
He turned around to face us.
"Now, let's have some fun."
He smiled devilishly and stood there.
He stared into our souls.
"I'll give you 5 second head start y/n." He stated.
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.
Colby looked at me, he had a scared and concerned look on his face.
I looked back at my father and bolted out of the living room. I sprinted up the stairs and into my room. I slammed the door behind me and leaned against it, catching my breath.
Once I fought my breath, I ran over to my dresser and opened the 3rd drawer. I dug through my clothes and pulled out my secret knife. I held it close and took a deep breath.
I walked back over to the door and listened. I could hear their conversation from downstairs.
"Listen here. You're going to get the fuck out of my house right now, and if you don't, you will severely wish you did."
Then, silence.
"I'll take my chances." I heard Colby state.
There was another pause.
"Okay then." My father replied.
Even though I couldn't see him, I knew he was doing that creepy smile of his.
There was silence, until I heard glass shattering, a scream, and something hit the floor.
I took a second to process what was happening, but then I realized.
"Colby!" I shouted as I ran out of my room and down the stairs.
I was met with the sight of Colby laying face down on the tile surrounded by a tiny pool of blood and my father nowhere to be seen.
The front door was wide open.
That bastard escaped again.
I rushed over to Colby and kneeled on the ground next to him.
"Colby?" I asked frantically as I rubbed my hand over his body, checking for injuries.
He squinted his eyes and groaned as he sat up.
He looked at the pool of blood and his eyes widened.
I looked at him and his nose was bleeding, and there was a giant blood stain on his sleeve. I took his hand in mine and rolled up his sleeve.
On his arm was a gash, violently dropping blood.
"How?" I asked as I examined the wound.
"He broke the beer bottle on the edge of the table and stabbed me with it." He answered.
"I think the med-kit's in the--" I got interrupted by a loud gasp at the front door.
Colby and I both turned our heads to the front door, expecting my father to be standing there, ready to fight.
But it wasn't, it wasn't my dad.
It was my mom.
I wonder what she was screaming at.
My holding a giant ass knife.
The fact that Colby was bleeding excessive amount of blood.
The fact that there were broken glass pieces everywhere.
The face that the front door was wide open.
The hickey on my neck.
Any one of those could be a possible explanation.
"What the hell happened! Y/n! Wh- How- I- Ar- WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!" My mother shouted as she ran over to us.
""I can't explain it all right now, but we need to fix this." I held up Colby's wound.
She gasped and shot up.
"I'll get the med-kit." She said as she left the living room.
"How are we gonna explain this?" I asked, more to myself than to Colby.
He sighed.
"I have no idea."
"Y'all are still in the same position you were in when I left." I heard a voice say from the front door.
Jesus fucking Christ.
I looked at the door and, of course, saw my father standing there. He was smiling that signature smile of his.
I gripped the knife that was laying next to me and stood up.
I walked over to my dad.
I held the knife in my hand and held it tightly.
"Sincerely, fuck you." I stated as I sliced his arm.
He yelped out in pain and wrapped his hand around his fresh wound.
I walked back over to Colby and heard my mom running down the stairs.
She entered the living room and stopped dead in her tracks.
Her and my dad made eye contact.
"Hey, Lily. What are you doing home so early? I thought you were supposed to get off at 8 tonight." My father asked.
"I got off of work early today." My mom stated, starting to put 2 and 2 together.
"Oh, cool. Well, uhh--" my father didn't know what to say.
"Get the fuck out of my goddamn house you little cunt asshole mother fucker." My mother stated.
Damn. My mom's gotta potty mouth.
My father nodded and walked out of the door, closing it behind him.
"Here," my mom stated, setting the med-kit down next to us, "I'll call the cops. What exactly did that bastard do to you two?"
"Attempted murder, rape, sex with minors, sexual assault, child abuse, and many other things I'm sure we don't know of yet." I stated nonchalantly.
My mother's jaw dropped.
She pulled out her phone and dialed 911.
As she was on the phone, I opened up the med-kit and pulled out what I needed.
I started wrapping up Colby's arm.
"Sorry you got dragged into this." I said as I finished up bandaging his arm.
"Did you seriously just try to apologize?" He asked.
I nodded as I closed the med-kit.
"Y/n, if I wasn't here, do you know what could have happened? Not just today, but forever."
I looked at him, but remained silent.
"Don't try to apologize. I won't let you." He smiled a bit.
I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around him. He wrapped his arms around me too.
We just sat there, in the ground, in each other's arms, for what felt like eternity.
And I loved every second of it.
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I HOPE Y'ALL ENJOYED THIS! 💗
MAYBE... JUST MAYBE THERE WILL BE A PART 3, BUT ONLY IF YOU GUYS WANT IT.
-m