AN: This will be a very dark fic involving sexual abuse. Don't like that; then don't read. Also looking for a beta reader if any ones interested. Also this is my first fic so forgive any obvious errors please and I promise to get better as chapters go on!

Tori (13 years old):

I sat on my bed, it couldn't be later than 10:00 (at night of course), but I knew he was coming. He always came every night it seemed, it was almost like clock work.

A single tear ran down my check, I honestly didn't know how much more of this I could take before I would break, but he told me if I ever told anyone there would be consequences. I didn't want anyone to get hurt because of me. That's how it would happen, he wouldn't hurt me he'd hurt someone close to me. Just how he worked.

I heard my door click open and I slammed my body down into the bed not wanting him to know I had been fearing this moment. I heard soft foot steps pad into my room, and I let out a small whimper.

He chuckled. That kind of made me mad that he'd find my fear funny, there was nothing I could do though. I felt the covers being pulled back off my bed and I stifled a scream as I felt his cold hands touch my upper arm.

"Honey, I know you like this," his sing song voice said. He always saved that voice for our "alone time" as he liked to refer to it as when no one else was around. I don't know how my mom hadn't figured out what was happening by now I dropped so many hints hoping she'd figure it out. Maybe she had but didn't want to deal with the reality of what was happening every night to me.

He squeezed my arm as his hand trailed down to my chest stopped for a second then continued lower. He pulled my pajama bottoms down and I heard a sharp intake of breath as he saw my underwear. I closed my eyes and whimpered again knowing what was coming. Tears started to freely fall from my face.

"Daddy, please don't," I whispered hoping for once he would listen and leave. That I could pretend the last three years hadn't of happened and he'd never come in my room again. Mainly I wanted to love him again and forgive him for what he has done to me.

He sighed and started to pull down my underwear, but then as they were halfway down the light turned on blazing bright and my dad jumped up letting out a scream. There stood my mom mouth opened wide and hate in her eyes.

"How could you?! To our daughter!" she yelled. My dad was beginning her to stop and listen but she already had the phone out calling the cops. Seeing as my dad was a cop I was hoping, no praying, that he couldn't get himself out of this. It may be wrong seeing as he was my dad but I wanted him to rot for the pain he caused me.

Hours later I was sitting in a police station answering questions that hurt to think about; how long had this been going on? They wanted details that hurt to think about, much less talk about. After what seemed like a lifetime they let me go home with my mom and sister. They had questioned my sister to but apparently he had never done anything of the like to her. My mom had gotten my hints it had seemed, but knew the situation required careful handling considering his high position in the police force she couldn't just accuse him of it, he had to be caught in the act.

Now sitting at home with a cup of Belgium hot coco in my hands and tears falling down my face as my mom held me and whispered how it would be all right now, that he'd never hurt me again, I felt for the first time in a long time that I could be happy.

Over the next years I went through a lot of therapy, doctors visits, and counseling. I had nightmares that I was told may never go away, and a fear of intimacy. I didn't trust guys that was to say. Sure I was asked out tons in my freshman year of high school but I always, sadly and feeling bad, turned them down saying I wanted to concentrate on my academics and just didn't have time to date.

Then I got accepted into Hollywood Arts and everything changed.

Tori (present day):

"Vega I know you're trying to get to my boyfriend," came the cold drawl of none other than Jade West. I wasn't sure how I felt for her. I knew I would never be able to have a relationship with a guy after what had happened. That of course didn't mean I wasn't attracted to them, because I was. It was just girls seemed more trust worthy, less likely to hurt me.

"Jade," I sighed. "I'm really getting tired of this how many times do I have to tell you I'M NOT INTERESTED IN BECK." Like it would even matter if I was they had broken up ages ago, and surprisingly never gotten back together. She was as protective as ever though.

The truth was he had tried to kiss me before The Platinum Music Awards and I had stopped him before he could blaming it on Jade, but the truth was I had become scared shitless having flash backs seeing my dad's face instead of Becks. I still had nightmares not as often as before though; maybe only once or twice a month now. It was embarrassing but I also sometimes had to sleep with a nightlight. I always hid it before any friends came over, just in case.

My therapist was trying to work on that though. Using the nightlight that is. It was working too most nights I didn't need it at all. But some nights are worse than others and I needed it or all I could do is picture my door creeping open and those cold arms sliding down my body. I shuddered and that brought me out of my thoughts.

Jade was looking at me weird now, and I assumed it was because I had withdrawn into my head. Then I realized a tear was sliding down my cheek.

"Vega you okay?" she asked some concern in her voice.

"Yea I'll be fine just allergies," I replied wiping the tear away.

"Listen Jade I know you'll never believe me, but I truly and surely not into Beck," I said hoping it would sink in if I said it for the millionth time.

She sighed seeming to look past me and my doorway and to my couch. She walked into my house and sat in the couch. "I know," she said in a small voice.

I was confused now. She knew? Then why show up at 9:00 on a school night and accuse me of being after Beck?

"Cat left the webcam up, I saw what happened between you too," she said seeming tired now. "I just needed an excuse to come over."

"At 9:00 on a school night?" I asked somewhat annoyed. Only somewhat though truth was as I mentioned earlier I wasn't sure how I felt for her, or girls in general for that matter. Maybe being with a girl would be easier than with a guy. Maybe I wouldn't see his face every time they tried to kiss me.

She ignored this comment and continued to say, "I was wondering if I could hang out this weekend, maybe have a sleepover." This surprised me, Jade West was asking to not just hang out with me but possibly sleepover? She had to had a motive. Maybe she had a plan to embarrass me, it would make sense. I decided to give it a chance though and agreed.

She would be coming over after school on Friday, this weekend should be interesting.

AN: Well that's chapter one! Sorry for any mistakes had to rely on spell check only seeing as I don't have a beta would love if someone would take up that job! Also reviews, are of course, welcomed!