The Little Goth Girl
A/N: OMG! thank you guys for reading this! I can't tell you how mug I appreciate this.
Chapter 4
Approaching her home sent a foreboding feeling down Sam's body. She took in a deep breath and tried to stop her heavy panicking breathing. Perhaps he would forget. Perhaps he wouldn't be home.
She tried to focus in the positive things as she slowly climbed up her porch steps. The walk to her front door seemed to take forever before she finally made it to the top and grasped the cold doorknob.
She slowly opened it and winced as it let out a long creak. She glanced around the empty corridor, "Hello?" She called out, her voice echoed throughout the house. The servants must have already left, much to her disappointment. She knew that if the servants were still here, daddy wouldn't touch her.
After waiting for a moment without receiving a reply she walked in slowly. She looked cautiously around her, she hoped to god that no one would sneak out to grab her. She dropped her backpack by the staircase and sighed. She was alone.
Humming to herself she walked to the tidy kitchen and opened her fridge. She pulled out the gallon of orange juice and set it down in the marble counter. She made her way over to the pantry and glanced around before entering the dark food storage. She stood in the dark room and waited for her eyes to adjust. She felt around for the light switch and turned the light on.
She reached in and pulled out her fruity but bars. Taking out two she walked back out in the open only to have two arms wrap around her and pick her up. Her eyes widened and she yelled.
"Let me go!" She cried, "Let me go!" She heard a deep chuckle behind her and gulped. He was already back. Daddy was home. She struggled against his tight grip and shuddered when she felt something wet and slimy go up the side of her neck. She whimpered when she felt it again and realized it was his tongue.
"Hey Sammy..." Her daddy slurred. She could smell something sour and bitter in his breath. She struggled once more against him as she felt him tighten his grip. She got a sinking feeling in her stomach.
"Daddy...what are you doing?" She asked. She yelped suddenly when she was dropped to the ground unexpectedly. She looked up and saw her father sink down to the floor. She slowly scooted away from him, hopefully he won't notice. He smiled lopsidedly.
"Oh my little Samantha, you truly are beautiful." He said as he reached out to tuck a stray strand of black hair behind her ear. Sam flinched slightly but he didn't notice.
"Daddy...you're scaring me..." She whimpered. Her father frowned.
"Am I?" He asked. She nodded. He sighed and sat up. He motioned her to him, she slowly and hesitantly scooted towards him. He pulled her up to his lap and kissed her forehead.
She snuggled into him, if only he could be like this all the time. If only he didn't hurt her. She held closely, it was these moments that she treasured because she never knew when it might happen again. Her father smoothed down her hair gently.
"Daddy?" She asked meekly. He sighed.
"Yes dearest?" He replied. She fidgeted in his lap. She didn't want to ruin this moment, but she had to know something. She opened her mouth, she was hesitant on asking.
"Why do hurt me?" She asked. Her father looked down at her and smiled. He felt him getting up, but he didn't let her go. She felt that bad feeling return, what was he planning? He remained silent as he carried her to unknown part of the house. She gasped.
"Why are we going into your study? You never let me in your study." She said. He nodded.
"Oh Samantha, you've been such a good girl for daddy. I think you're ready for phase two." He said with a dark smirk. She squirmed uncomfortable. Phase two? What does that mean?
"What's phase two?" She asked. Her father sat her down on a leather seat and he walked over to a trophy. He flipped the top up and revealed a red button. Pushing it down, the wall groaned as it begun to move and split apart. Sam's eyes widened. What was going on? What was that place?
"My dear Samantha, you are about to be a part of the greatest thing on earth." He said. She gulped. He walked over to her and once more lifted her up. She began to struggle when she felt his hand slide up her shirt. She squeezed her eyes shut.
"Daddy stop it!" She cried. Tears began to form and slide down her cheeks. She felt his hand slide up higher, "Stop it!" She cried as she began to scream. She felt her father begin to move and go down some steps. She could hear the sound of machines humming. Her father removed his hand from under her shirt and sighed.
"If only you were a tad bit older." He said. She sniffles as he set her down on a cold metallic table. Everything around her was blurry, yet there was a tinge of familiarity to it.
"I've been here before." She sniffed. Her dad looked at her and nodded.
"Yes, indeed you have. But that was a long time ago. Back when things were rather unpleasant for me." He growled. She could have sworn she had seen his eyes flash red for a split second. She swallowed thickly under his harsh gaze.
"What are you going to do to me?" She asked. He smiled deviously. He walked to her and pushed her down on the table so that she as laying in her back. He pulled out a strange looking thing and stuck it into her arm. She mewled in pain.
"That hurt." She said weakly. Her father only smiled. He pressed a small black button that was connected to a weird machine, she watched as she saw it light up and a small beeping noise came from it. She watched the lines go up and down. She tore her eyes away from the machine and saw her father holding a syringe.
"Now my dear, this is only going to sting a little bit." He said as he inserted it into her arm. She but her lip and held in a whimper. She suddenly felt everything begin to spin. Her vision doubled and her breathing became heavy. The last thing she remembered was her father smirking at her, before everything faded to black.
Well...that was a rather interesting turn of events, dint you think? I wonder if you guys have already figured this out yet...if not then that's cool. I haven't figured it out either :D so we're even!
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'Lyssa
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