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The Beast Awakens

During the whole journey, I felt as if someone was following me. But every time I turned back, there was no one around. A gust of wind went past me making me shiver visibly.

'Am I imagining it?'

After all the incidents I didn't doubt the paranoia. But still I felt very scared and fastened my speed.

In no time I reached the front gate and heaved a sigh of relief but it was short-lived as I quickly rush inside without knowing the danger awaiting for me.

I peeked through the living room and to my relief father was nowhere to be seen. I took it as my opportunity to go to my room.

But as soon as I put forth a step toward the stairs my body abruptly fall backward with a harsh tug on my arm as I landed back on the hard floor. My forehead made contact with the wood table and a sickening pain shot up through my body.

I looked up to see my father was staring down at me with an angry scowl on his face. But that day I saw another glint of something in his eyes which were quite unfamiliar to me.

'What was he thinking?'

"Fa-fath-"

"SHUT UP YOU BITCH! Where were you last night, huh? Whoring yourself around the club? How many men you let yourself fuck?!" he roared with so much venom in his voice as my eyes blurred with hot tears and before I could stop it, it was already flowing down nonstop from my eyes.

'I vowed to never let him see my weakness.'

'Did he think such low of me? His own blood?'

"Fa-father I-"

"DON'T CALL ME FATHER WITH THAT FILTHY MOUTH OF YOURS!"

I sobbed hard and heard him let out a harsh breath when he knelt in front of me.

"Aww, daddy's being so rough today with his girl, isn't he? Don't cry, baby. Why're you crying? You enjoyed last night with all those men. I understand that. Now be a good girl and let your father have a taste of you." he huskily whispered into my ear and I crawled back from him as far as possible. My eyes widened at his suggestion as a bile rose up my throat.

'I hated this.'

'He was sick.'

'He disgusted me.'

"N-no... ple-please..." I whimpered and in the next felt a hard kick in my stomach and coughed out blood a little.

He yanked me off the floor by gripping my hair roughly and I tried desperately to lose his hold as the pain almost tore my skull.

"No? For me, it's no? Why? Do you think I can't please you enough like your men? Oh baby, just give daddy a chance to fuck your sweet cunt." I closed my eyes at his sickening words.

"Strip," he demanded and I shook my head vigorously.

"I SAY FUCKING STRIP ISABELLA!" he screamed as I hiccuped.

"Let me do it myself then." he gripped the hem of my blouse but before he could fully tear it, his gaze fell behind my back and I saw as his eyes went wide in shock and then it turned into absolute terror.

Following his gaze I forced my head to look back confusedly but when saw nothing I turned back to see as he abruptly threw me away as if my touch burnt him. He backed up from me all the while his gaze fixated on my behind until his back hit the front door.

I stared at him with tear stricken face as he murmured incoherently,

"...the beast... awakens... coming... found..."

And ran out of the house.

Too stunned to speak or observe his words I collapsed on the cold hard floor.

I didn't remember anything after that.