The screams echoed over the broken trailer park in some back forgotten part of the town, just south of the city.
The screams seemed to grow more frantic as a set of hollers joined them from a locked bed room.
She wanted him to stop. She didn't want to be her fathers secret lover but that's what had happened thanks to his drinking addiction and her mother's absence.
She struggled under his weight and size and the small girl had managed to free one of her shaking hands from his rough hold. It reached for anything that could help as he again made to kiss her neck.
The pillow was large and threatened to block her grasp, but finally she grabbed the bed side lamp and, with all her strength, hit into the black haired man's head.
He roared out and put a hand to the side of his head, releasing his daughter as he forgot for a moment what he was doing.
She scrambled to her hands and knee's and fell off the bed and scurried to the door, but a squeak emitted from her as he pulled her back to the bed.
Her head hit the stand in her struggle to pull away. She held her head as he started pulling her up again by her leg, her screams were blood curdling and the neighbor's surely heard it.
She kicked with her free leg at his face but that leg was grabbed by his other hand and twisted the wrong way until she heard it snap.
She screamed out louder, if possible, her face darkening toward burgundy as her hands made to grasp his face and dig a nail into his eye.
He threw her to the other wall to get the thumb from the sensitive part and then he gave her the glare of death.
Her skin paled and her eye's widened as she scrambled out the door and made it to the living room, her objective, get out of the house and to a neighbors.
He grabbed the ax hidden behind the couch and grabbed for her as she reached the front door.
She screamed as her hair was grabbed and she was pulled back to him, she was powerless because of the size difference.
He pushed her to the ground and held her down with a heavy foot placed on her mid back and then the ax started coming down on squirming limbs.
Blood splattered over the furniture and his well muscled form as a leg was finally separated from the body with a scream that could shatter glass.
Picking the blond girls finally limp and whimpering body up, he carried her to the pit in the back yard. He set her inside and then grabbed some logs to add to the already burnt ones and then set the whole thing on fire, locking her inside with a bike chain.
She gasped as the fires started up and rushed just as the lid came down. She screamed out as loud as she could, pushing on the lid as the fires came at her.
It hurt so badly, she could feel and hear her flesh crisping and bubbling in spots as she was being cooked alive. In her screams, the sounds of sirens could barely be heard in the distance.
Would they be able to save this life or be too late?