things. I was excited to meet my brother because he's the only reason I'm putting up

n how to be submissive. There was no denying that I needed to get fucked righ

Despite knowing exactly what my dad does to me, he allows me to be alone in the same room as him, which shows that he is a coward. "You'll be fin

before, I was terrified to see him. It appears as though he has developed an in

n the plane; I'll see you then." Though he liked the concept of loving me, he doesn't truly love me, as I realized as I whispered. He turned his head away from me and looked elsewhere. I push

ing this day was going to be awful. She gave me a blurry, inebriated look and opened the door a little wider to admit me. My dad was sitting on the bed, his sleeves rolled up, and h

that if he detected fear, that would only make things worse. With the curtains closed, natural light could not penetrate

ld end, I released the massive knot in my throat. "I know, dad." I whispered it, my voice breaking in midse

aying "thank you," I spoke. His strong slap sent my head to the left with a whoosh of air across my cheek. At the sound of t

but he smacked it away. "You are such a stupid girl." He turned around and seemed, for some reason, nervous. His backhand fist instantly squashed m

oks down at me. His foot hits my stomach hard, and I try to cover it with my palm, but my lips open in a painful groan. I roll onto my back, more terrified of

?" He nuzzles my shoulder with his sneaker, and all I can do is nod. The only th

gashes. I tried to hide my bruises with my mom's heavy concealer, but they showed through the makeup, so I lift

n Bodhi approached me gingerly, closed the door behind him, tipped my chin to the side, and looked at my wounds. Rather than say anything, he raised the damp towel up to my cheek and

ying to hide the evidence, and put on my sunglasses. Would things always be like this? I didn't say anything to anyone on the way to the airport; instead, I just looked out the window and wished that this whole affair would st

ead up because my body hurt so much, so I lowered my head and rested my elbow against the glass. I heard the seat next to me move, so I looked to c

t I turned to face him directly. I took a few more moments to study his features. Though, to be honest, he's the only one I could properly let my

s on. He rubbed his bottom lip and laughed, and I rolled my eyes and leaned back against the window. "Will do,

ng bag despite the harshness and insults of my speech. We were both silent for the rest of the journey, a comforting calm. As I continued to consider ho