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Serena ran as fast as she could towards the restaurant she was eating at. She ran into a couple of people, knocking them down along the way and stringing out lines of apologies. She suddenly shrieked when she felt someone grab her shoulders when she paused to catch her breath. She turned around quickly to find her mother looking at her curiously and a bit worried.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" questioned Serena.

"Well since you were taking so long, I went to see what was up," replied Elaine. She then eyed her daughter oddly. "Who was that guy you were talking too, he's very cute," she said with a wink. Serena gave her mother a wry smile.

"Eww mom, that jerk is not cute," she exclaimed before looking towards her mother wearily. " I'm tired, can we go home please?" she asked.

"Yeah, I think we had enough shopping for today. Let's go home." The duo picked up their shopping bags and headed for the car. The ride home was rather quiet and when they pulled up to the driveway of their home, Serena's eyes widened with a gasp. There in the drive way was her father's car. He had come home early; not a good thing, not a good thing at all. She looked at her mother with fearful eyes. Her mother looking upon at her with the same look as well.

"Let's just go inside… everything will be alright," whispered Elaine, trying to console her daughter but sounded like she was really trying to convince herself. They slowly got out of the car and took out their shopping bags, trying to buy some time and prepare themselves for what was to come.

They dragged their feet up the steps and towards the front door. Serena and her mother looked at each other one more time, before Elaine opened the door. It was quiet, too quiet, much to their surprise. Nothing was broken or out of place. They stepped inside cautiously and set our bags by the front door, looking around the living room and no one was there.

Serena and her mother walked towards the kitchen, flicking on the lights…and that's where they spotted him. There he was, sitting at the kitchen table with a beer in one hand and his other hand tapping angrily against the table top. Serena saw several beer bottles broken all over the kitchen and shatter marks and beer drops marking the walls, cabinets, and floor. She then looked at her father, who was now staring back them, with his body trembling with rage and eyes beat red from the alcohol. She took a step back, fearing for her life.

"I come home early to surprise my wife…and what do I find?" growled her father, glaring heatedly at them. "NO ONE!…the house is completely empty, not a damn thing to eat!"

"Ken, honey, calm down…I'll make you something to eat,…anything you want," replied Elaine, her voice trebling with fear. Ken shot up from his seat, throwing the chair back behind him in the process. Serena jumped in surprise from the loud clatter of the chair hitting the floor.

"Shut the hell up Elaine…I don't want anything!," yelled Ken. He then turned around and picked up the chair that had dropped. He raised it over his head and then threw it at his wife. Elaine had no time to block as the chair collided with her face.

She dropped to the floor haplessly as she lay on the floor with blood trailing down her forehead and nose. Serena immediately dropped to her knees to check her mother's pulse. She sighed with relief, when she felt the thumping of her mother's pulse against her fingers. She wiped the blood from Elaine's nose and forehead with her hand, lightly smacked her mother's cheeks, but she wouldn't wake up!

Serena suddenly gasped when she felt her father wrap his large hand around the back of her neck. He raised her to her feet and made her look him in the eyes. She grimaced when the stench of alcohol harshly invaded her senses.

"If you tell anyone about this, I will beat you so bad ….you'll wish you were dead." He sneered .

'I already do wish I was dead,' thought Serena silently to herself.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you!" he shouted.

Serena gritted her teeth. "Yes sir," she replied.

"Good," Ken smirked. looking at his daughter with a twisted look. He tightened his hold around the back of her neck and took his fist and rammed it into her face. The impact caused her head to be thrown back and her bottom lip to bust open. Blood trailed down her chin when she slowly turned back to her father.

Tears were building up in her eyes and she was desperately trying to hold them back. She didn't want the bastard having the pleasure of seeing her cry…crying only made things worse. She cursed herself when a few tears escaped from her eyes against her will.

"Oh, so you want to cry now! I'll give you something to cry about!," yelled Ken.

'Damn,' was the only thought Serena could muster up, before her father dragged her towards the basement, the "torture room." This was worst room throughout the entire house… the only place where no one can hear your screams of anguish and pain, and she was going to be dragged down there.

When Serena was close enough to the basement door, she grabbed a hold of the wall to prevent from going any further. Ken turned and pried her fingers from the door and Serena screamed, kicking her legs, and swinging her arms violently, praying that her father would let her go; what a foolish thought.

Ken continued his way down the stairs where he threw Serena down to the cold concrete floor. She frowned deeply, knowing better then to choose to run now, considering she knew from experience. Even if she did make it out of the house, she would have to come back home sometime…then all hell would break loose.

The blonde shuddered when her father brought out the whip and got a good grip on it, snapping a few cracks with it. Already knowing the procedure, Serena went over towards the wall. She leaned forward, placing her hands on the wall with her back facing her father.

"Take your shirt off," growled Ken. Serena frowned, this wasn't part of the procedure. To think having a layer of clothing on while being whipped hurt, this was going to be hell. This was bad; very bad…that whip was going to come crash down on bare flesh. Fear now consuming her, Serena did as she was told and took off the shirt and got back in her position.

Ken raised the whip and swung it down as hard as he could. The whip made a piercing 'crackling' sound when it made contact to Serena's exposed back. An inhuman scream erupted from her mouth when she felt the excruciating pain sore through her and came crashing down to her knees.

A welt immediately formed after the first strike and then it opened causing blood to ooze it's way down her back her already tender skin. Serena's teeth was clenched and her eyes were closed tightly, desperately trying to lock her self up in her mind to block out the pain. She had tears running down her face and her body was trembling with anticipation for the next blow.

Ken raised the whip and repeatedly brought it down against his daughter's back, the blonde sinking lower to floor and attempting to bury herself into the wall before her. The next strike, caused a blood curdling scream to erupt from Serena's throat and she leaned her head heavily against the wall. She had her hands clenched in tight fists, nails piercing the skin, blood trailing down her wrists from the palms of her hands. She trembled as a bead of sweat trailed down the side of her head as she tried to control her labored breathing.

Seeing his daughter down on her knee's made him want to beat her even more. He continued to strike down on her about 3 more time before he growled in frustration. She should have passed out a long time ago, so he grabbed her by her shoulders and threw her down to the floor. He smiled when she landed on her back, crying out in pain.

She weakly rolled onto her stomach and whimpered when her father walked on her back to get over towards the stairs. He climbed up the steps without casting a second glance towards his daughter. Along the way he threw his whip down to the floor and exited the basement…the last thing Serena saw before she blacked out.

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