This chapter contains some triggering things

" Leave me please I am begging to you"

Yiana screamed her heart out.

" Did I ever leave you? Every night you scream like this.. Why should I stop myself of having pleasure only for your scream? " He said as he bit on her collerbone.

" I am your daughter.. Please have some mercy!" She cried and tried to free her hands from her dad's grip.

" A man always need a women to met his lust... Your mother left me , but I have you with me. I will meet up my lust thirst using you" He grabbed her hand more tightly.

Yiana was about to say something but she couldn't as he put his lips against her. She was trying her best to stop her father from doing such heinous act,but almost every night she had to suffer this kinda abuse. She always tries to escape from him in any mean but at the end he beats her.

She held his another hand tightly so that he can't reach out her shirt to unbutton it. Somehow she pushed him but his grip on her hand didn't loosened.

" Bitch are you trying to escape? Don't you know you can't escape me.. You are binded in my rules."

As he said he started to unbutton her shirt.

"Put away your nasty hands from me! I hate you", She screamed and pushed him hard away from her.

But she still didn't won against his power. He started to nib on his chest going downwards. This is the first time he is going to such an extent. She couldn't tolerate it anymore, she scratched on his neck which distracted him. He moan in pain and loseened his grip.

This is the time ... I have to escape!

She got up as soon as possible and was about to run but he again held her hand.

" I can't fuck your mother. That motherfucker left me with you.
You are useless until I make any use of you for me."

He growled while she winced in pain feeling the extreme scratch on her hand.

"Don't you dare to escape! I will kill you. I didn't get to have any other women tonight !  "

He twisted her hand . Yiana screamed in pain. She tried to move her hand but his grip was too tight. Somehow she ended up with a sudden action by biting  on his hand hardly. He groaned in pain again and left her hand.

She used the chance and ran her heart out to escape from that room. She rushed towards her room and closed it immediately.

She sat at the corner of her room groaning and crying in pain. She was feeling so much disgusted out of all.

How many more nights she have to suffer like this? Lust can turn a human into this animal.. She couldn't believe her own eyes!

She went up to her bed and laid there. She covered herself with the blanket. Even though she was fully secured in her room but she was feeling to much naked. Like she had nothing on her body that she could hide her. Out of this fear she crawled up her body in the blanket.

She closed her eyes, she even couldn't feel her tears are rolling down from her eyes. All the emotions at that time felt dead in her. She felt herself like a dead person .

What use of living my life like this? Did I knew that my life will be this miserable ... That my own dad will try to fuck me! Want to abuse me physically?

Mom why you left  me? We used to live a happy life together.... Why you have to divorce Dad?

Maybe he also abused you.... I don't even know the right reason! Actually whats the benefit of thinking all this things again and again? Every Night my mind thinks all this like I have to memorise this things.. But what the use of it? It never changed my fate or the struggle I face everynight!

She sighed deeply and tried to sleep thinking all that. Every night is miserable for her, every night she has to think about her fate, her miserable life. Every night she had to fell asleep with all those marks and wounds on her body as well as on her mind and heart.

She was so shocked to see her father in the room. He was looking to much furious, his eyes turned almost red and they were piercing the gaze on her like animal. She got too much panicked and started panting out of fear and nervousness. She sat up on bed and crawled to the corner of the bed finding a wall behind her back to balance. He came towards her with that same lusty and furious gaze.

She got more scared when she saw a sharp knife sparkling in his hand. He came with a knife to her,  that means this time his intention is more malice. She started to breath heavily out of fear, what he actually wants to do.

He kept coming to him, closer more closer...she tried to run away but he used the knife and cut a deep wound on her chest screaming

" DIE BITCH!!"

She got up from sleep shouting out loud. She opened her eyes wide and tried to understand what happened. She kept looking at her body and chest , trying to understand that it actually happened with her or not.

" Gosh! It was a mere nightmare!"

She mumbled while leaving a deep and heavy sigh.

She noticed she was sweating badly all over. She touched her cheeks and felt the soaked tears there. She tried to wipe them, and looked at those mere thrifted tears, looking at them a mocking smile formed on her lips.

Alas what a time came that persecuted girl is mocking on her own fate!

She saw her phone and it was 4 am. The sun didn't even rise, the whole world was dark in itself like her suffered heart. She went out of her bed and went to the bathroom to take shower. She entered the bathroom and saw herself on mirror.

" See what he did..."

She touched on her swallowen red lips and again smiled a mocking smile. She unbutton her shirt and revealed her chest area and saw all those purple marks their. Some were too deep that she groaned in pain as she touched their. Slowly tears started to form in her eyes.

Not the tear of pain but the tears of anger. Her eyes got red in anger and she clenched her teeth. She saw her hand, her wrist all their was dark marks of his dirty hands and nails.

Wounds were made deep out of his nails as he held her hand too tightly. Tears kept rolling down , she busted her fist on the wall. The knuckles of her hand started to bleed out of that. She was not in herself for that anger.

She took the blade and started to cut on her arm ridiculously! Bloods were flowing down towards the all side of her arm, some were pouring out from the arm. She closed her eyes and clenched her teeths, don't know how she felt a mental peace after hurting herself.

It's a balance in the mental and physical pain... The mental pain I am suffering from only this can make a balance.

She went down the shower and moved the tap to water fall on her body. She closed her puffed eyes and faced upward. Water was falling on the every part of her body , she felt that immensely and tried to wash away that disgusting feelings with the flow of water.

She started to rub her body like she is trying to rub off those dirty touches from her body. She took the body shower and applied it on her body, the wounds were burning like fire. She felt like someone put fire on that places of her body. She didn't even complain herself for that burning. She is quite used to it now. This mere burns are nothing compared to what burn her heart is suffering each and every moment.

She washed off her body for almost an hour, after the bath she came out and started to bandage all the wounds she made by herself , which also helped her to cover the nail marks on her hand.

"Thank god nobody cares for me.. I have no one to talk.. No one thinks about me.. Otherwise I had to cover them more carefully!"

She mocked herself again while doing that.

She pulled the curtains away and saw that sun is just rising up . Light sunrays were coming through the thigh glasses which was lightening up her room a bit.

"I wish something would come and lighten up my life like this! See, the room of this suffered and tortured girl also have the right to get up lighten but this girl don't have that right "

She sighed deeply and sat on her table with a pen, opened the diary to write as per her habit.

" At least you bear all my emotions, fantasies.... dear diary! Just tell me when I became a burden to you too"

She left a breathe as she said that.

12th August

Tonight he went too much .... His hands started to roam on my chest almost , I  escaped from that ! But how many more day? Who can say he will not be this lusty further? He needs someone to met up his lust, why don't he go to any other women?  For this only reason mom left him, as she caught him doing all those misdeed. Alas my Mom also didn't took me with her ... am I really a burden to all of them? She left me here alone with this animal to suffer ? What is my fault? Getting born in this family... from this mother and father? Why I have to hide myself from the whole world? Why the whole world wants to take the advantage of my beauty? Is it my fault to be beautiful? If ugliness can get me rid of all this things then god please make me ugly somehow! I also want to live a life of a normal high school girls like others... I want my father to pat on my head and kiss on my forehead with the fatherly love like other! I don't want my own father to touch me with all that dirty intentions. I hate it! Those touches are disgusting I swear.... I feel to go away from here alone to a place where no one will be with me.. I will just live alone in peace by myself! Because I can't live here with all these feelings .. My feelings have no place here.. Not even the feeling of a daughter , not a person and as a lover that is a far thought! The one I love passionately is also headed towards the lust in this world! He will never ever look at me. Will never see this girl loving him passionately, obsessively! 

What the use of living like this Cheong Yiana.. where your feelings, your emotions has no place?

Here,

My skin is like a paper, it kept cutting!

My life is like a life of doll! It is controlled!

I swear I can't even breathe properly!

I feel unwanted,unloved!

Only some touches of love and admire can cure me a lot ! Believe me I swear...

But maybe It's alright if I run out of breath

At least,No one will blame me!!

You know the feeling of emptiness?

When you ask yourself why are you alive and still breathing?

What is my purpose here?

Only to met up my father's lust? Only to get harrased by random strangers?

I hate my life! I swear I hate it.....

Sorry again for burdening my feelings... I have no right for that! I know I am a loser...

Teardrops kept falling on her diary, the pages got wet. She wiped them and closed the diary. She have to struggle again. Again a new day of her torture started.

She wiped the tears from her cheek and started to dress herself up for the school.

At least I am going to watch you.. At least my heart will inhale some peaceful air!

A/N: LOVES! What's up? Here you go my first chapter... Hope you will enjoy the whole story! Leave comments that how you feel after reading this and also do vote! <3