Nothing eventful happened for the next month, I went to school only slightly drunk, not totally wasted, and Big Dick was hardly ever home. I just had this feeling that something would happen though, and sure enough, two days before Christmas, Big Dick came home, and began placing presents under the tree that Dick and I had decorated- with the help of our maids.

When I walked down in nothing more than a tank-top and little boxers that I sleep in, Big Dick stood up. "My daughter looks like a slut."

"I thought you liked that, after all, you did marry Kendall."

He was getting angry, I was scared, but I remained calm on the outside. "You whore, you just don't know when to shut the fuck up, do you?"

"Oh, but daddy, don't you like me?" I said sarcastically, in my best little girl impression.

"Shut up and go to your room, I'll be there in a few minutes, I'll deal with you there."

"NO! I'm not going up there."

He slapped me across the face, hard. "I told you to go upstairs, and I meant it."

I did.

I sat in my room while I listened to him as he gave money to Dick and told him to take Cassidy to go see a movie or something. Dick left, Cassidy in tow.

Sure enough, five minutes later, Big Dick was in my room, but this time I didn't want to just be submissive, so I tried to fight back. When he tried to take off my shirt, I punched him, but he was strong, and big, whereas I was tiny, and not so strong. Of course he won, but this time I had bruises, on my face, stomach, legs, even my back, from where he kicked me. But that wasn't enough for him, so he just proceeded like he would've any other night.

Big Dick was long gone by the time Dick and Cassidy were back, Logan too. Dick came into my room to see where he went, but only found me crying under my blankets. Dick decided that maybe he should see what's wrong, maybe that chick that Logan's dating again is wearing off on him, Veronica- I think.

"Katie, what's wrong?" he asked as he tried to pull the blankets off me, but I didn't let him, for two reasons, fist of all, I was naked, and secondly, the bruises were bad, I think I also had a couple of broken ribs too.

"N-nothing, just tired."

"Then why are you crying? And where's dad?"

I couldn't help it anymore, I hated Dad, and even though I knew that Logan was probably standing at the door with Cassidy, I just didn't want to talk about him "Don't ever fucking mention him again!" as I sat up, the blankets falling off, exposing the bruises. As it turns out though, broken ribs really hurt, so I had no choice but to lay back down, while Dick stood up and started pacing.

"Katie, who did this to you? Were you mugged? Did some guy attack you..." Dick kept rambling for a couple of minutes, like an idiot that can't put two and two together. I just layed there, sobbing, not even bothering to pull the blankets over me again, exposing myself to all of them.

Logan finally stepped into the room, I could tell he was shocked, but he managed to remain sort of calm. "Dick, shut up!" then waiting until he did, he spoke again "Dude, you know you're my best friend, but you're really being an idiot right now. Just think of it dude, she doesn't want to talk about your dad, and she's beaten up. . . ." he trailed off.

Dick looked like he would be sick "Katie, is that why he wanted Cass and I to leave?"

"That's why he wanted you to leave, I'm sure it wouldn't matter if Cassidy stayed home, it's not like he would've done anything any ways." I replied bitterly.

Dick looked confused, kinda like he does in class when he's asked a question "Katie, what are you talking about? Cassidy and I love you, even though we're not perfect." He shot a glance towards where Cassidy had been standing, but he was gone, probably to his room, so I was left with Dick and Logan.

I suddenly felt very naked, and even though my room is quite big, kinda claustrophobic. I stood up, ignoring the attempts of Dick and Logan to get me to lay down again, neither of them touched me, in fear of hurting me, and walked to the bathroom, I could feel both of their gazes, Dick's with worry and confusion, Logan's with worry and lust, not necessarily in that order.

I dressed as quickly as one could with broken ribs, and bruises all over, and when I emerged, I walked right past both of them and downstairs, neither of them tried to stop me, I think Dick was having a breakdown, and Logan was trying to help or something. But when I got downstairs, Cassidy stopped me from leaving, he was holding his baseball bat from little league, and when I tried to walk around him, he hit me with it.

The bat connected with my arm, and I cried out for Dick and Logan, but the house was huge, so I didn't expect them to hear me. Cassidy kept hitting me, until I was on the floor again, reminding me of earlier with Big Dick. I kept calling for Logan and Dick, until after what seemed like an eternity, they ran downstairs, and pulled Cassidy off me. I then realized that Cassidy had been yelling something at me, "You bitch! You just had to tell them, you think what happened to you is so terrible? Maybe you should stop being such a little self-centred bitch, and look around, you're not the only one with issues!"

I couldn't stop crying, I really couldn't, part of it was from the physical pain, but most of it was because I realized that I really was fucked up, I didn't serve any purpose on this planet, other than to cause people harm, and I was sick of it. Dick and Logan managed to get me into the emergency room, where they cleaned me up, and I was good to go in a few days, the doctor telling Logan what pills to give me, and when. . . . Dick would've probably screwed up the amount or something.

I pretended to be fine, mainly because both Dick and Logan were watching over me like hawks, I think that after a while though, Logan's girlfriend came and told him that they were over, if all he was going to do was watch me, and neglect her. They told me that they managed to get Big Dick arrested, and I was safe from both him and Cassidy, who was in a psych ward.

After a couple of weeks, I was better, but I was getting sick of all the attention I was getting from Dick and Logan, and my realization about my place in life was bugging me, it was like a dark storm following me everywhere, as opposed to my usual grey cloud. I decided to end it all.