Papa Loves Me

by solangewrites

Dark fic containing every sort of evil. Experiment Eleven has spent her whole life confined in the lab. She has never dreamed of anything else. Papa wouldn't allow it. But one day, someone new comes. A boy. Eleven must question everything she thought she knew, including the primary tenet of her life- Papa.

6. May 14th, 1984

May 14th, 1984.

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My chest is hurting. I think it is because it is growing. I don't know why. I just know that where it used to be flat, there are now uncomfortable lumps. I tell Papa of the pain.

"Your chest hurts?" He asks, hand hovering over the offending area. I nod and he places his large hand on me. It feels worse.

"Hurts, Papa." He squeezes for a second and I let out a squeak.

"Shhh. Be quiet Eleven." I obey and he lifts his hand off me.

"I'm sorry Papa." I whisper. His voice had sounded angry. I don't want to make Papa angry.

"Kiss me." He says. I do. He holds me in position for longer than normal. His tongue attacks my lips, feeling slimy and large. I whimper. I don't like it.