A/N- Well hey everybody. I know I haven't updated in basically forever. I know I'm surprising some people by doing this but people were asking me to update. A lot of people wanted me to update Bling but that story takes longer to do than the other ones. So I'll try to get an update with that one in November. Next week the trailer for my college series will be up finally. I PROMISE THIS TIME! Anyway enjoy:

In case you forgot what happened:

"Now I have to do all these dishes!" Chad said whiningly.

Taylor smiled, "I'll help you lazy ass."

"Hey I'm not lazy."

"Yeah, you are you can't even do the dishes without being a baby and wanting your girlfriend to help you."

"I believe in equal rights for women so therefore you take half these dishes."

"Very funny Chad but I don't have a problem helping."

"Thanks baby," Chad said kissing her. She kissed back and wrapped her arms around his neck. He picked her up and sat her on the counter as they kissed. His hands roamed her body as he began to unbutton her pants. He slipped his hands into her bikini bottoms as the phone ring. Taylor moaned at the pleasure she gave him ignoring the phone ringing. The answering machine came on and a familiar voice came on the speaker.

"Taylor if you are at your so-called boyfriend's house I'm only going to tell you once I need you home because I did not give you permission to go anywhere this weekend. Get home right this minute. If you aren't at home by 6 I will be forced to get the authorities mixed into this."

Taylor's heart skipped a beat as she heard the message that was left. She froze and Chad stopped.

"I better get you home," he said running to his room.

"I'm in so much trouble," Taylor thought already picturing in her mind what he was going to do to her.

Chad and Taylor were in the car at the bus stop where Taylor had asked Chad to drop her off at.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you home baby?" Chad asked.

"I'm sure. Thanks for yesterday. I had a good time," Taylor said getting out of the car.

Chad smiled, "No problem come back over anytime."

A single tear fell down Taylor's face as she waved goodbye and got on the bus. Chad had the feeling that something wasn't right but he shook it off thinking that maybe she just didn't want to get grounded or something.

Taylor's place

Taylor's hand shook as she unlocked the door and went inside. First she didn't hear or see anybody. She looked around the house that didn't have anything but beer bottles and cigarette butts lying on the floor. She walked through the halls and to her room. She opened up the door silently thinking maybe she could sneak in and he would be too drunk to remember anything later. Her hopes ran out when she saw Paul standing there with a scowl on his face. She didn't know what to say as he just stood there standing staring at her. She slowly sat her bag down.

"What were you doing at that boy's place?" he asked approaching her.

She backed up a little bit before he cornered her.

"Oh you're going to be sorry. You were at his house over night you little slut! You thought you could sneak around huh? I'm going to show you I'm not the one to mess with!"

He removed the leather belt with multiple holes from his pants. Taylor knew what was about to happen so she started to cry.

"Shut up and strip down bitch!" he yelled in her face.

She stripped until she was in nothing but her underwear. He grabbed her and threw her on the bed. Taylor curled up into a little ball and sobbed as he took the belt and whipped her. She screamed out every time the belt hit her body. He hit every part of her body as hard as he could for an hour straight until he was finally tired and she had blood running from the deep cuts the belt had left. He left the room leaving her lying on her stomach crying.

Taylor couldn't believe she had survived that horrible ordeal. She managed to get herself up and crawl to the bathroom where a huge mirror sat. She looked at her already scarred body where new scars were forming and blood was dripping. Everywhere her body touched on the way to the bathroom there was a bloodstain. She crawled into the tub and turned the shower off. Just the small touch of the water hurt her body but she needed to wash the blood off. She heard her cell phone ringing and she struggled to make it to the phone and barely got it before the answering machine came on.

"H-hello," she stuttered.

"Hey Tay," Chad said on the other line.

"Oh hey C-Chad," she spoke.

"Hey babe are you okay?" he asked worried.

"Yeah I'm still just a little tired from last night that's all," she lied.

Chad laughed, "Yeah that was a night. I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No Chad I'm fine. I don't really feel like talking right now so can I call you later or something." She didn't want her stepfather Paul to catch her on the phone. She had already been through enough.

"Okay babe I'll talk to you later."

"Bye"

She hung up the phone and switched it vibrate just in case Chad decided to call again.

The next day Monday January 15, no school Martin Luther King Jr. Day.

Taylor didn't want to get up. She wanted to go to school to get away from Paul. School was the only way to get away from her horrible life. It was the only thing Paul made her feel like she was good at so she strived to be the best. She had gotten numerous phone calls asking if she could go somewhere on the day off. She had to turn everyone down though knowing there was know way her father would let her leave the house. She was made to wash the dishes again that morning. Paul had peered over her and watched her every move hitting her in her back every time he felt she was being slow. She didn't understand why he wouldn't leave her alone. She could already barely stand up from the day before.

He assigned her to clean the bathroom and basement while he and Tan'Zania went somewhere. She cried as she scrubbed the walls wishing that he had just killed her when he whipped her so she would have to endure such pain. He made sure she was barely alive. She thought about how life used to be alive when her real father was alive. Her, her mother, and her sister lived in a big nice house and Taylor was treated very well. She never imagined she would be living the life she was now. Tan'Zania and her used to have fun but Tan'Zania had turned into Paul's bitch. She also thought about Chad and what had happened between them the night before. She smiled as she remembered Chad's touch and the pleasure she felt. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard her sister and Paul come through the door. She finished up everything as fast as she could. She stumbled up the stairs and into the kitchen was Paul was smoking a black.

"Get your ass outside and mow that damn lawn! Don't you see that grass is getting out of control!" he demanded.

Taylor sighed and dragged herself outside. She cried again, it hurt her to just stand up on her legs yet alone try to cut grass. She didn't have a choice though. She struggled pushing the mower as her father stood drinking a beer yelling for her to move faster. 20 minutes later she still wasn't finished and she saw her father leaving for work. This gave her a sign to slack up and try to take her time.

After an hour she finally finished up the grass and literally crawled back into the house. She somehow made it to her room and got on the blood stained bed that she was too tired to clean and laid down to rest for a few minutes. Paul wasn't home so she checked her phone. She had 4 missed calls from Gabriella and 7 from Chad. She shut her door and sat by it so she hear if Paul came home. She dialed Chad's number and became engrossed in a conversation with him.

A/N- Well I'll just leave it there. My cousin read it and said that Paul was too brutal and that she couldn't read the story. Do you guys think it's too brutal? I based it off of a true story. A girl I know went through it with her step-dad. I'm telling her story though HSM. If you think it's too brutal now then tell me and I'll stop because it doesn't do anything but get worse from here. This was nothing compared to what's coming. So just let me know what you think!