Trigger warning: Abuse- Attempt to rape

Ethan smiles and place the plate full of food in front of me.

I giggle and decide to tease him. "Feed me?" I swear I see him gulp, but he nods. He feeds me the macaroni, and he glances behind me a few times.

I turn around, and see the other four staring at us with jaw dropped. I smile and wave, then turn back to Ethan. He looks down at me.  "Done?" I nod.

My eyes widen when I see the time. I run to the table and pick Ash up. "I need to go. See y'all tomorrow?" They nod and I run outside.

"C'mon, Ash. Let's go to Tommy and daddy, yes?" He pouts. "No! Jordy is funny," he giggles. I smirk. Jordy, hm?

"And what about Owen?" He giggles again. "Owen showed me a trick!" he enthusiastically exclaims. I smile.

"Show me." He nods and moves to me. He pinches my nose, then shows his thumb. "Oh no! I took your nose," he giggles.

I gasp. "No! I will never smell cookies again," I sniff. I fake sob, but he hushes me. "Don't cry, Lettie. Look."

He taps my nose with his thumb. "Your nose is back!" I smile at him. "Good job! So how many times did Owen took your nose?"

He thinks about that. "He did it every time I did it with his nose! So a lot," he giggles. I smile. He's adorable.

I park and I walk in the house, immediately putting him to bed. I saw Owen giving him a lot of cookies, so I guess he's full.

After he's asleep, I walk down to say goodnight to my Dad. But when I come down, he's staring at me. I gulp. I wouldn't say I'm scared of Dad, but...

"Goodnight, Dad," I whisper and turn to get upstairs again. He stops me and turns me around again. He's close.

He narrows his eyes at me. "You took them from me. You're a little bitch. And you're gonna make up for it. I lost your Mom and I lost Amanda, so you're going to replace them."

What?

I gulp and slowly back away. But he grips my shoulders and slaps my face. I cry out. He starts tugging at my shirt, then rips it in two. I sob.

"N-no, Dad, please. I'm your daughter," I cry. He smirks. "No. You're not anymore. Not when I'm done with you."

He starts kissing my neck, but I don't like it. I cry, pushing him away. But his holds on my hips starts to get bruising and his leg holds me in place.

So this is it? This is how it should end? This is where the last positive thing I thought about my Dad dies?

I push him away, harder now. He lets go of me, and I almost collapse. "I'm your daughter!" I yell and run upstairs. He runs after me and pushes me back against a wall.

I feel his penis against my thigh. Naked. I scream. Oh God. No. This can't be happening.

In one way, I'm happy Tom is staying at his girlfriend's. He doesn't need to see this. On the other hand, he could have helped me by now.

He starts tugging at my skirt now. No no no. I scream in his ear, but he just slaps my face again.

I see something that might be my rescue. I move against the wall, sideways, to the small table in the hallway. Dad moves with me, smirking and licking at my -still in bra covered- breasts.

I grab the vase and hit him on the head with it, breaking it. He collapses and seems to be unconscious. I wipe my tears away, but can't stop crying.

Thinking about where to go, I walk into Ash's room. He's still asleep and stays asleep when I pick him up and walk downstairs. Normally it frustrates me he's a deep sleeper, but now I'm thankful. He would sleep through world war III if he had a good dream.

I tip toe over Dad's body and get out of the house. He's not dead, maybe he'll have a little pain in the head tomorrow morning. I get in the car and drive away from the house. The house my whole childhood was, and now that's all washed away with one terrible memory.

I don't know where to go, so I drive to the bar. It's just ten pm yet, maybe they're still open? But when I get there, no cars or light are to be seen. 

I sigh. Think, think, think. Where can I go? I can't sleep in my car, and I would never do that to Asher. 

Asher, who's still sleeping. Ash, who deserves so much better. Ash, who's so pure and kind. Ash, my little brother who I'd die for.

I have to get him safe. So, I call the only person who can help me right now.

Dylan.