Not your typical story

Belladonna

I let CC pull me down, making me sit next to him. I cried, a lot. I once was told to never keep things in, like feeling, and tears, but I did. I felt my tears running free from my eyes, escaping from the prison I had made within myself. I managed to cry myself to sleep, something I haven't done in a long time. I let CC comfort me as best he could, rubbing my back, gently rocking me, and humming. I ended up falling a sleep.

*dream*

"Daddy, where are we going," my younger self asked. I was around 10. Me and my dad were in his old beat-up ford. He had his hands griping the stirring wheel, almost like he was trying to kill it. I looked at him, he was sweating bad, and kept looking in the mirror a lot. "We are going to see one of daddy's....friends," he said in a rushed voice. I looked out the window. I seen a lot of people walking around, and there was a lot of trash around. "Why," my sweet little self asked. My dad started to itch his chin. " Daddy needs to get his fairy dust." I smiled, "Daddy, what does your fairy dust do?" This seemed to take him back. He looked down at me and smiled. I could see one or two of his teeth were a dark yellow, with tiny black holes. "It makes daddy fly." Oh if only I knew what his "fairy dust" truly was.... if only I knew that at ten years old my dad made a deal with the devil, one that gave me over to him when I turned sixteen.... I could have ran away. Escaped.

*end*

I had no clue where I was going to run to now. I wouldn't be able to stay here with CC, Shawn would instantly look her, like he did before. Plus I know have these other guys that will come after me.....

I knew one thing, I had to finish this "job". If Shawn knew it or not, he still had a hold of me, even if he wasn't there in person. I stayed with CC. I could feel his heart beat on my back, his steady breathing on my neck, and his warmth on me. I felt guilt knowing that he would end up getting hurt in the processes, and I hated it.

Notes

sorry its short