charges.”
He said the last sentence calmly, as he look down at me and smile. The ferocity and gently sway of this declaration clearly shows his mental capability at this moment. The man can go from zero to sixty and vice versa, sixty to zero in a matter of seconds. I must tread lightly. This man leaning over my bed right now is UNSTABLE!
“You have been suspended from school for three weeks, Amber, but that’s not important. I’m sure you can find something to do for three weeks around the house.” He winks at me.
One minute he was smiling, the next minute the smile was gone. The fingers that mere minutes ago were gently combing through my hair, has now turned to weapons that are inflicting extreme pain. He clinched his fist around the roots of my hair. He bends down so close to my face that I can no longer keep his face in focus. This is the point where my body should have gone into fight or flight mode. But, I cannot fight and I can only dream of flight. I go from just being merely scared to being fossilized in terror of what’s to come. The monitors were going crazy. My breathing was erratic, little whimpers escape my lips.
“ What did I do dad ? Please stop, you’re hurting me!” I said in a strained voice.
“Who the fuck is Jason, Amber?” He yanks my head to the side by the roots of my hair.
“Did you give this Jason, MY PUSSY AMBER ?” His grip tightens in my hair. I’m positive that I will have a bald spot where he is tugging and ripping my hair from my scalp.
“Never!” I cried silent tears. “I would never give away what is yours. He’s just my friend dad .” Maybe if I keep reminding him that he is my father, he would briefly dissociate from this delusion of his, that I was his woman.
“I told you before Amber, you may date, but you can never give away what is mine. Do you hear me?” He yanks my hair with such might, I felt some of my hairs pull from their roots.
“I will never…I have never given myself to another man, only you no one else, I swear!”
“We’ll see!”
He holds my neck at an odd angle which brings my face within centimeters of his. While his right hand held my hair in a death grip by the roots, his left hand finds its way under my hospital gown. He thrust two fingers inside me. This was not for pleasure, this was not for pain; this crude method is his way of measuring my womanly innards. He is no one’s doctor, this is not a tried and deemed true method; this is another of his sick and twisted demeaning acts I am expected to bear.
His fingers flex inside my vagina as he spreads them wide inside me, to use as a guide to see if there was the tiniest bit of change to my inner walls. After he is done with his inspection, he slides his fingers out of my opening, he releases his grip on my hair, but he keeps his face close to mine.
“Every time you leave my home for anything other than school, I will be checking you. I refuse to let you go to anyone’s bed. YOU-ARE-MINE!”
His lips crushed down on mine with such force my teeth cut the inside of my lip. I tasted my blood in my mouth as he lifted his face, stood straight and started running his fingers through my hair. Just then, the door opened to reveal the ideal picture of father and daughter. To everyone entering the room he looked like a concerned parent he has always portrayed himself to be, but I knew better. This business man, this doting dad, this concerned dad, is really a sexual predator…a sociopath, and I must tread lightly.