"Do you wanna come back to my house?" Frank asked.

I whimpered and shook my head.

"Enzo isn't there anymore, sweetheart," he said.

"Oh," I mumbled. "Okay, I'll go then. He's scary, I don't like monsters."

"Neither do I, baby," he said. "We can watch Hello Kitty."

I gasped and nodded my head. I texted my dad and he said it was okay for me to go over. We cleaned up our things and headed out to his car. Frank drove us back to his house and we went up to his room.

"Do you think you can set it up?" He asked.

I nodded proudly, opening his laptop and going to YouTube. I played a Hello Kitty episode and he smiled, running a hand through my hair.

"Good boy," he praised, kissing my head.

"I've been learninged," I said. "Mikey shows me how to use his laptop."

"Well good for you, baby," he said.

I giggled, holding onto his hand. I snuggled up by his side and smiled happily. Frank wrapped an arm around my shoulders as I watched the laptop. He pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me as he kissed my neck gently. I giggled, turning to look at him. I straddled his hips and he smiled.

"Hey there, beautiful," he said.

"Hi, daddy," I said, giggling quietly.

I kissed his nose and he smiled at me. Frank brought me closer, kissing me deeply. I smiled into the kiss but his phone started ringing. He sighed, answering it and putting it to his ear.

"Hi, mom," he said. "Okay...okay...okay...love you too, bye."

I watched him as he hung up the phone.

"She's staying late at work tonight and says I have to vacuum the living room," he said. "I should probably do that now before I forget."

I followed him downstairs and he grabbed a weird thing from the closet. I sat on the couch, watching in interest. He unwound the wire and plugged it into the wall. Frank pressed a button and the thing roared to life. I shrieked, jumping up onto the back of the couch where it--hopefully--couldn't reach me. Frank looked at me with raised eyebrows as he turned it off again.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"What is that?" I asked.

"It's a vacuum," Frank stated. "Gee, are you scared of the vacuum?"

I nodded my head and stared at it.

"It's not bad, it just sucks up all the dirt on the carpet," he said.

"What if it sucks me up?" I asked.

"Well, I can suck you if you'd like," Frank offered.

I stared at him in confusion and he laughed.

"Never mind, you don't know what that means," he said. "It won't suck you up, baby."

I whimpered as he started it again. I hid my face in the pillow as he moved around the room. Soon enough, it turned off and I felt his hand on my back.

"It's done now, sweetheart," he said.

I stood up, holding his hand as we walked out of the room and--most importantly--away from the vacuum. Frank pressed me up against the wall and I looked down at him as he smirked. He kissed me roughly, pressing his body tight against mine. I whimpered quietly as he rocked his hips against mine.

"You're so hot," frank muttered, kissing my neck.

"No I'm not, it's kinda cold in here," I said.

"Shut up and kiss me," Frank grumbled.

His lips were against mine again and I kissed back. I could feel the tingling again as I moaned softly. He pulled away, grabbing my hand. I followed him up to his bedroom where he shut the door behind us and moved to the bed. He pressed me down against the mattress, looking down at me with dark eyes.

"I want to do so many things to you," he whispered.

I whimpered as he rolled his hips down against mine. My head fell back as he kissed my neck. Frank pulled my panties off and I looked down at him in confusion. He sucked on his fingers, locking eyes with me. Frank brought them down and pressed them against my entrance.

My eyes widened slightly as he pushed two in. Frank buried his face into the crook of my neck, leaving small kisses on my pale skin. It stung a bit from the stretch as he moved them in an out. A wave of pleasure shot through me and I moaned, throwing my head back. My eyes shut as I rocked my hips against his hand, feeling the pleasure run through my body all the way to my fingertips and made my brain fizzle out a little.

He pulled his fingers away suddenly and I opened my eyes, looking at him in confusion. Frank reached into his bedside table and grabbed a bottle and a square foil package.

"Wh-what's that?" I asked.

Frank didn't say anything as he pushed his jeans and boxers down around his thighs. I whimpered at the sight of him, looking up at him as I was still a little confused. He opened the wrapper and rolled on the rubber inside it, spreading the thing from the bottle over it too.

"Wh-what are you doing, daddy?" I asked.

Frank leaned down and gave me a soft kiss.

"Trust me, baby, okay?" He whispered.

I nodded and he smiled. I felt Frank slowly pushed into me and I gasped, clinging onto him. It stung and I fought back tears as I buried my face into his neck.

"Tell me if you wanna stop, okay?" He asked.

I nodded softly as he pushed in all the way. I squeaked quietly, my arms wrapping around him. Frank was breathing heavily, hands holding my hips. He kissed my neck gently, whispering reassuring words to me.

Frank started rocking his hips slowly. I whimpered, wrapping my legs around him. My skirt bunched up around my waist, my hands balling up his shirt in my fists. Frank moved his hips faster, a warm feeling washing over me as the pain started to subside. I moaned softly and felt Frank smirk against my skin. He kissed my collarbone, moving faster. Frank groaned, sitting up straight and tipping his head back.

"Fuck, baby, so fucking good," he moaned.

He hit a spot inside me that made me cry out in pleasure. I grabbed onto the sheets, my head falling back as I moaned. Frank started going harder and rougher. I whined loudly, the burning ache being all that I could think about. My back arched, an unbelievable amount of pleasure shooting through me that made my toes curl and I practically sobbed.

"Good boy," Frank muttered as he worked me through my orgasm.

He pulled out and smiled down at me, my body shaking softly as I tried to catch my breath. He took off the rubber thing, tying it up and he threw it away. Frank pulled his pants up and laid next to me, pulling me into his arms.

"That was sex, baby," he whispered.

I hugged him tight and he groaned quietly.

"Here, let me get you cleaned up," he said softly.

Frank got up, coming back with a wet rag. The warm cloth ran over my skirt, cleaning up the white mess. He tossed it into his hamper, cuddling up with me. Frank kissed the top of my head while I buried my face into the crook of his neck.

"How was it?" He asked.

"Good," I said softly.

He rubbed my back softly, humming to me quietly.

"How is school, baby, are those kids still being mean to you?" He asked.

"Sometimes," I mumbled. "They say things and I'm pretty sure they're supposed to be mean but I don't know what they mean."

"Like what?" He asked.

"Like tranny," I said. "I don't know what that is."

Frank sighed, kissing my forehead.

"Tell me if they mess with you," he said.

I nodded, my finger tracing the words on his shirt.

"My Mama was right, the monsters are everywhere," I whispered. "They hurt me and do awful things."

"But the angels make up for it," Frank said.

"I like the angels, the angels are nice," I said. "Not the monsters, monsters are scary. The monsters make me wanna go back home with Mama because they're so scary and mean."

"Don't worry, I won't let the monsters lay a hand on you," frank reassured.

"Can I see my Mama?" I asked.

Frank didn't say anything and looked up at him.

"I can see her?" I asked hopefully.

"You have to ask your dad," he said.

I gasped, grabbing my phone. I pressed his name and heard the ringing as I pressed it to my ear.

"Hi--"

"Dad!" I interrupted. "Can I go see my Mama in prison?!"

It was quiet for a moment. "I don't think that's a very good idea, Gee."

"Wh-what?" I asked.

"No, Gee, you can't go see your mom," he denied.

I hung up, my lip quivering as I looked at Frank. He sighed, pulling me into his arms. I sobbed into his chest, wanting nothing more than to just see my Mama, I missed her so much.

"Oh god, it's getting late, I should drive you home," Frank said.

I shook my head. "Monster is at home."

"Baby, your dad isn't a monster," Frank stated.

"Yes he is, he won't let me see Mama," I cried.

"C'mon, princess, let me get you home," he said.

I sat up, wiping my eyes. I found my panties on the ground and pulled them on. I grabbed my backpack and sulked out of his room to his car. Frank got in with me and reached over to hold his hand.

"When's your birthday?" He asked.

"April," I grumbled.

"Well, as soon as you turn eighteen in April you can see her," he said.

I crossed my arms. "Too far."

He kissed my cheek and started driving. We parked in my driveway ten minutes later and I scowled.

"C'mon, give me a goodbye kiss," he said.

I shook my head, turning my head away.

"Not even a little kiss?" He asked. "You aren't mad at me, are you?"

I sighed, turning and giving him a quick kiss. I got out of the car and went straight around the side of the house to the backyard. I climbed up the tree house and locked the latch behind me. I sucked on my paci, cuddling Dee and my blankie as i cried.

I just wanna see my Mama but my dad is a monster.