Hi my name is Dahlia Rose Romano this my typical story I used to live with both my mom and step-father, but my mom was found dead in the Lakeshore of my hometown so now I'm just living with my abusive and disgusting step-father Percy.
He's been sexually abusing me since I was 12 my mom never knew about cause he told me that if I told her, he would hurt her and I didn't want to risk it. I thought he love me like I was his own daughter but it was all just an act, when the abuse started it made me overthink of him loving me like his own.
It started with a few slaps here and there but it kept continuing the abuse worse for time to time depending on his mood. He abuse me out of hatred not love, now that I know
I get interrupted deep from my thoughts with yelling
"DAHLIA GET YOUR ASS DOWNSTAIRS NOW " Percy yelled slurring his words
He was drunk
My anxiety drop. He's home now so means I get a beating, whenever he comes homes it always something I have done or not done. Either way he beats me for no reason. I went downstairs and made it to the kitchen met with a hard slap to my face knocking me down on my side which where already bruise up. I held my hand up to face and my hand to my side
As he started walking towards me I use my hand that was holding my side and tried to slide away
"You know I thought you be some what of use but your just a useless whore and a waste of space" he gritted out grabbing a fistful of my hair
He always made sure what to say and how a waste of space I was to him
"Everything about you piss me off you know that Lia. But I only do this to you out of love" he whispered in my ear
Fucking Lair
I shivered in disgust
"Do you love me Lia" he asked putting a piece of my hair behind my ear still having my hair in a ball of his fist
He pulled my hair asking the question again
"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION"
I nodded my head quickly only to have a little throbbing headache from the hair pulling
I couldn't love a monster
"Well since you do, how about you do me a little favor" he said with a disgustingly grin on his face
I knew what he wanted to do
"No, No, No. Please don't" I cried yelling out
It only made him furious for my stupid cries
"SHUT THE FUCK UP" he yelled
I shut my mouth not to let any of my cries out
"Good girl"
He used his other to unbuckle his pants
I shut my eyes hoping I was dreaming but it wasn't this was my nightmare
"Open your mouth"
And I did what he said with my eyes still closed I didn't want to get hit anymore or my hair pulled my little headache was still there
He shove his cock in my mouth thrusting hard back in fourth in the back of my throat. I put both my hands on thighs trying to push away but that made him push my head even farther
I muffled a gag
He kept this up until he was satisfied and threw my head onto ground
I cover my head with both my hands since the pain was hard to not feel
"I guess your a use to something" he chuckled pulling his pants up and leaving the house
I pulled myself up into a ball and cried, that's all I could do I felt dirty. I let him use me and I am to weak to fight back even in this kind of situation
What felt like hours I pulled myself up, I quickly grab the wall and held onto as it felt like I was about to stumble down
I went to the stair case still holding on wall until I got to the stair case holding the rails as I went up stairs to the basement that I called my "room".
I grab a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom. I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror but I managed up doing just that, my stained cheeks from my tears, my pale skin that wasn't so bright anymore
Percy was right about one thing I was a waste of space
I undress myself but I couldn't look at myself, no I couldn't look at my body in the mirror this time I felt messed up and disgusted with myself because of the damage Percy did to my body. Whenever I look at myself I see Percy doing the damage, the damage I don't want to remember, a simple memory that I couldn't help but break down about. It hurts to even think about it
I turned the cold shower on and gotten in, feeling that pressure on my bruises sting more than anything but it also help me to calm myself of what happened not that long ago
I gotten out and pat dried myself with a towel on my bruised body making sure not to sting then it already is
I got out my kit that I put under the sink, I wrap up my bruises and put ointment on my back for no infections. And of course I had to look at my body in the mirror to make sure I was doing it right
I put my long black sweats and my NYC hoodie that I gotten from my mom when we were on vacation it was a gift from her, it was before we ever met Percy my mom knew I was gonna grew out of it which I did so she got it for me
I took my antibiotics and headed back to my room to my little mattress that I had in the corner of the basement it wasn't much and it wasn't comfortable either but it something to give
I laid down on the mattress and let my eyes do the rest and went to peaceful sleep