I Never Wanted This Lifestyle for Her

-Part Thirty-Eight-

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Blake’s***POV

“Be a good boy Blake.” I heard my father’s voice echo in my ears as I struggled to get away from him.

As I looked out the window it looked like a thunderstorm out there, so my screams were muffled by nature.
My breath hitched as I felt his hands on my body and I felt tears sting my eyes.
I held them back as he was finishing with me.
I couldn’t show him my weakness, because he’d just do it again.

“Good boy.” He whispered in my ear as he got up and left my trembling body in my bed.

Dads aren’t supposed to do that, are they?

I woke up with cold sweat forming on my forehead and JJ in my arms.
I inhaled and exhaled a couple of times before I knew where I was.
I felt JJ stir before her eyes fluttered open.
She smiled at me before a concerned looked was plastered on her face.

“What’s wrong baby?” She asked as she placed a hand on my cheek.

I swallowed hard as she sat up and pulled me up with her.

“I had a bad dream” I stated flatly as she bit her lip.

I wish it was all a nightmare.
She wrapped her arms around my waist as I laid my head on her shoulder.

“I love you.” She stated softly as I felt myself blush.

She’s never said she actually loved me before.

“I love you too.” I whispered in her ear as I gently kissed it.