A/N: Ok here is the next chapter. I'm sorry I haven't updated this in forever but I was working hard on my other story. So here it is the next chapter.
When we last left The Things I Do For Love.
Under a single flickering light, Boq saw a sight that ran his blood cold.
His sweet little girl, the girl who loved to dance around her room and play dress-up with her Auntie Elphie's old costumes, was sitting on the single step, her clothes barely covering her bloody lower body. She shivered violently as he came closer, taking slow steps as not to scare her. Her eyes shown a terrified blue as she looked to her father for assistance. He made his way towards her before slowly sitting on the step next to her. She crawled into his lap and let him hold her tightly. She cried on his shoulder. Boq could feel tears running down his own face, though he knew he had to stay strong. He tried an old trick he remembered from when Jacqulin was younger. "Hey Jacqulin, do you remember that old song I used to sing to you when you were little?" Jacqulin shook her head as she continued to shiver. "Alright I'll sing it for you, jog your memory." He hummed the first part of the song before lightly singing.
"She spins and she sways
To whatever song plays
Without a care in the world
And I'm sitting here wearing
The weight of the world on my shoulders
It's been a long day
And there's still work to do
She's pulling at me
Saying "Dad, I need you
There's a ball at the castle
And I've been invited
And I need to practice my dancing
Oh, please, Daddy, please?"
So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh, I will dance with Cinderella
I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she'll be goneā¦"
Jacqulin continued to shake with her sobs as Boq let the song fade into the street beyond. The sun left the sky, illuminating the pair in a brilliant mirage of oranges and reds. Boq slowly got up and picked up Jacqulin. She shook violently as Boq made his way out of the dark alley that held one too many secrets now. They went down the sidewalk as people stepped aside respectively. One look at the poor child's state of clothing and all knew what had happened. The poor soul had been raped.
End Chapter. The hospital scene is next. Review
