Its been 3 months since I got out of the hospital. Every step I make, im watching my back. Terrifed my father will come out and hurt me again.

Thank goodness the doctors were good, they saved my foot! They also saved my life! Appearently they lost my heartbeat more then 3 times during my time at the hospital.

I turned 15, a week ago. Officer Nate threw me a birthday party, which was kind of him. Although it was just me and him, he gave me something I never had before.

He took me in as his daughter, until I was better. The truth is, I think he wants to keep me. Because, im already better. Im able to walk now, and run again!

I want a guard dog, for me, well actually a emotional support dog, but that probably wont happen. Mainly because money would be an issue, and keeping up with a dog.

"Hey Tessa, do you want to go with me to the store. I was gonna get some more milk."

I nod my head, and grab my shoes.

A sudden knock is at the door. My heart froze.

"Officer Nate, please don't answer it. Just ignore it." I whisper.

He gives me a startled look, and looks out the window. No cars were in sight.

Something wasnt settling with my stomach, something will go wrong if that door opens. He ignores the knock, and we head into the bedroom. I quickly pull on my shoes, as he grabs his gun and has it by his side.

The knocks dont stop, until a phone rang. I shook my head as he reached for it. He stopped in his tracks by the sight of me.

"Officer Nate..." I whisper.

"Yes, Tessa?" He softly replies.

"I...m...Im...scared. What if it's him?"  My voice stuttering.

"It isn't, I promise. He won't find you."

He makes a call, to his boss. He asks for assitance at his house, for backup.

Suddenly glass shatters, what was that!!!!.

He glances at me, and then at the door. He slams it shut. Locking it, and moving the bed infront.

A sore hard gulp escapes my throat, as a hard swallowing theme goes on within me.

Please. Please. Please. Do not let it be him.

Knocking continues, but this time on the bedroom door. No please no!

A explosion of gun fire enters the room, I glance at Nate. He looks horrifed, I look at his shoulder.

He had been shot.

I see an image, through the door, my worst fear had just come through.

The gun fire stops.

"Just take me. Just do it father. Kill me if you must." I scream.

The bed wasnt too heavy, and I push it out of the way.  Opening what was left of the door.

"Just do it. Im yours."

The horror comes back to me, I remember the days he had me repeating the phrase; Im Yours.

I repeat the phrase, giving in, in hopes he wouldn't kill Officer Nate. I knew backup, would be here soon, so im hoping they will get here in less then 2. If thats possible.

"Im yours." I stumbled.

"Your what?" He says in disbelief.

"Im yours." I say a little louder. Dropping me head. I collaspe onto my knees. My jead staying dropped.

"Now darling, doesnt it feel nice to obey?" He startles into my mind.

I nod, not wanting him to harm me infront of Nate.

His hand grabs me hard by the wrist. He lifts me up snd drags me out the door.

A few tears slide down my face. My other hand reacts quick, wiping them for he to not see.

"Get in."

A few miles past Nate's house, was a black van, similiar to the one he had always wanted when I was younger. 

I hestitate in getting in, he quickly shoves me into the back, locking the door so I couldnt escape.

He hops in, driving quickly out of  area. Quickly slowing to speed limit, when police cars near us.

Please stop the van..please!!!

My mind races, hoping they find the van odd and pull him over.

My hope quickly fades, as they hurry with there sirens past us.

"I see someone called the cops, am I that bad?" He giggled in the front seat. Two more cop cars were coming.

Then I realized, I was not tied.

I open my door, me being stupid and smart. The cop car slows, and I quickly close it. He chases after us.

Thank goodness that worked!!!

"Tessaa!!!!!!!! Your dead to me."

I feel as if those words should worry me, but somehow they dont.

He swerves the car, trying to loose the cop.

He pulled over, alot over, rushing into bushes. As he grabs his gun toward me.

"Dont move."

Gulp. This is bad.

I can hear the cops saying something, but Im not to sure of what.

"Now tell me, im your best father! Now!"

I didnt hesitate.

"You are the best father."

"Good now, hear me out. You will tell them that I am your father and that I never hurt you. Do you understand me?"

I nod as he quickly hides his gun within a comparment that only him could see.

He opens his door, with me sliding out quickly after him in the same side.

"Hands up!" They yell.

I pull my hands up, but my father doesnt. He is holding something in his pocket.

The officers raise there guns towards him.

"Hands up Sir!!"

"Young girl, come over here." Another officer says. I start to walk over there, when suddenly a sharp blade hits my throat.