Daddy's Girl 10

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I truly wish I could say that I died that night with no final wishes, but that wasn't the case. With Charlie yelling for me to come back, and my father and Richard panicking, the last thoughts I had were that I no longer would be able to be there for Elizabeth, my little sister. But at the same time, I left them with a smile. It was the first time I had genuinely smiled since Mother died. No more of these fake smiles to comfort others and pretend I was alright. There was nothing they could do to me anymore. I had finally escaped them. I was dead...

Or so I had thought as the darkness closed in on me that night. Unfortunately, I never got what I needed most.

I woke up in a room I had never seen before. It had yellow wallpaper, with pretty much everything else in the room being green. It seemed very cheery yet fake...An act to make the room seem better than it actually was.

I can't describe to you the confusion I had as I sat up in that bed with its matching green sheets and pillows.

I didn't believe Heaven. And certainly not Hell. But what other options were there for me to believe...I had died, hadn't I? And if not I would have woke up in a hospitable, or at very least some room in my house...What was I doing here...

“Keira...Thank Heavens you finally awoke!” Charlie practically shouted as he entered the room.

I stared at him, squinting my eyes curiously.

“Are you God?” I asked with complete seriousness. What a strange question for an atheist to ask.

Charlie burst out laughing, smiling his flawless white smile, “No, Keira, I am not. You might be feeling a bit loopy? I gave you some pills so I'm surprised you're even awake right now. I'll go get some more, just wait here for me.”

“Wait! Where am I?” I asked, drained from almost all energy.

“Well, this is my house. Your father and I made some...” Charlie glanced away from me for a second and then back, “arrangements for you.”

With these final words, he left me there feeling tired and curious. I needed to go home...

“Charlie?” I called out softly to make sure he wasn't still there.

No reply. I smirked then climbed out of bed to leave, then noticed what I was wearing. Not the same outfit I had taken so long to pick out that night, but a white lace corset with matching panties. I blushed then quickly felt panic take me over.

What the hell had happened?! Had Charlie taken advantage of me!? I started to almost hyperventilate but then remembered the urgency to get out of here as quickly as possible. I ran towards the window and tried pushing it several time to get it open. Only ending in useless attempts. I glanced down to see that there was an actual lock on it!

What kind of sick man was Charlie... I tugged at the lock desperately.

“You shouldn't be out of bed. You need your rest.”

I literally jumped at Charlie's cold and serious words, spinning around to see him standing in the door way, emotionless. A girl of around 19 or so stood next to him with a needle in her hands and a terrified look taking over her face.

I stood by the window, blushing as he stared me down in the white lace.

“Get into bed Keira.” Charlie, with no emotion, hissed.

I hurried to the green bed and wrapped the covers over me, anything to get this pervert to stop his gaze upon me. As I did, Charlie sighed and began pacing around the room.

“Girls who can not behave themselves under my roof...Will be punished. It's as simple as that. Now I'm an experienced doctor, and a well respected man. If you got out, and told others that I was...keeping you here...I'm not sure that would be the smartest idea. In fact, you are extremely lucky I'm letting you stay here. Of course it wasn't easy convincing him...Luckily a bit of black mail made him change his mind.” Charlie chuckled, winking at me. Goosebumps rose across my skin as he did.

“This is Rose. I rescued her from abusive parents when she was 14. She's now 19, a mere two years older than you. Now, when I first kept her here she tried to escape. So of course I had to keep her locked downstairs with some of the other girls who attempted to run away.” A smile came to Charlie's face remembering this.

“I truly hope I won't have to do the same with you.” He smiled sympathetically, yet there was definitely a threat following it.

“H-How many g-girls are h-here?” I stammered, noticing the terror in my voice.

“Currently? I only have 7 left. I had to sell- well...The other girls were no longer in any danger and were no longer sick so I let them go.” Charlie smiled, trying to cover it up with a lie that was so easily seen through.

“Let's hope you don't have the same fate as them, hm?”

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So...I'm sure many of you are suprised I finally wrote another chapter :P And I would've never wrote this chapter if it werent for Becca277 and all the others that supported me in the past.

So I'll continue with another chapter is I can get plus 10 rates. ;)

-Kira