Chapter Two
Two Years Later
Tony
Daddy had friends around. I sat in the living room by the TV as they chatted around the table. "Boy come here" One of them called out.
I glanced up and at no response from my daddy I got up and walked over to the man. "Hey beauty" He stroked my face and I stood there and took it, swallowing back the repulsion.
"Come closer" He beckoned, I took a step so that I was directly in front of him. He grabbed my chin and turned my head from side to side. "You have the best beautiful boy Anthony"
"I know right" A man I knew the name of mainly because he had been friends with my father a long while. In the room some were new but a few I knew. "If only my boy was as good-looking as him"
The men in the room chuckled at Lenny who clicked his fingers at me.
I went over to him and he pulled me up onto his lap. As the conversation picked up again Lenny ran his hands over my body. I shivered, in Lenny's mind I was shivering from delight, he was always the one who said I wanted this, I enjoyed this. I hated it.
I blocked out what they were talking about, I didn't want to hear.
A man loomed over me as he filled up Lenny's glass of some foul-smelling liquid then with a smirk at me he tipped some of the drink on me. I gasped and pulled away from Lenny, in shock.
"I am so sorry" The man said to me. "Let me clean you up"
I was laid down on the couch, my head in Lenny's lap as the man removed my top. "Oh look I got some on your pants" He hooked his fingers in my boxers and pulled them down my legs. I was only allowed to wear t-shirts and boxers, sometimes just boxers.
Lenny rubbed my cheek in circular movements and the man started to lick the invisible liquid off my body as the t-shirt had soaked it up and it certainty hadn't landed on my pants but I got the intention. I blocked it out as I always did but I hated even worse when they pleasured me.
I was laid out naked for the room to see as hands and then mouth was used on me to get pleasure from me so they could in turn get off on it. I started to struggle then, tears streaming down my face at the humiliation. Hands held me down like restraints as laughter rung out through the room at my expense.
When it was over I wanted to just go into my room and cry into my pillow but I wasn't allowed. I wasn't allowed to get dressed either and I sat in the corner of the couch, legs drawn up and tears splashing my feet.
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"Let's get you cleaned up" Daddy said.
I glanced around the room and saw all of them men had gone and the sky outside was getting dark.
Daddy picked me up, cradling me in my arms and put me down gently in the bath, tears still ran down my cheeks and daddy wiped them away softly. "I, I'm sorry" Daddy whispered making my tears stop.
He picked up the sponge and cleaned me up with it then shampooed my hair. He let me stew in the bath as he went to get a towel.
Daddy carried me out the bath, wrapping a towel around my body and placing me down gently on my bed.
"Tony" Daddy shook me gently. "Talk to me"
I couldn't, words did not want to come out my mouth.
"Please Tony, say something. Want me to go down the chippy, hum?"
I nodded slightly and daddy sighed. "I hate it when you won't talk to me"
It wasn't my fault! I couldn't control my mouth. I started to wail not being able to do what my daddy wanted.
Daddy sighed again, bringing me into his chest. I clutched on to his shirt as he stroked my hair. "It's okay Tony, I'm not mad"
I pulled back and nodded. He smiled and kissed the top of my head then dried my body off and got me dressed , giving me a pair of jeans to wear.
"Were go out, yeah?" Daddy grabbed my hand and we walked to the door, Daddy putting on shoes and giving me my own. I leaned down and tried to tie up the trainers, when I couldn't tears prickled my eyes.
"Stop crying for everything" Daddy snapped, slapping me around the face. I fell back. "Daddy" I hold my hand to my cheek. "Daddy I sorry, please don't make me stay in"
"God Tone, I'm sorry" Daddy picked me up in his arms and kissed my cheek. "I just got angry there for a moment. Don't worry were going out, please forgive me?" He looked down at me.
"I do daddy" I patted his cheek making him smile. I loved my dad's smiles, they were like a ray of sunshine.
He hoisted me up to his shoulders making me giggle. When my daddy was nice, it was like every bad thing he did to me disappeared and he was just any old dad.
He did my laces up and tickled my chin as I watched him do it then we left the house.
I didn't get to go out often and riding my daddy's shoulders I breathed in the fresh air, sucking it down into my lungs. Wind whooshed at us at an alarming rate and daddy pretended to drop me.
"No daddy" I giggled. "Up, up"
"But I can't hold you anymore, the wind's too strong"
"No daddy you're stronger"
"Am I?" He tickled my stomach making me laugh as he balanced me on his hip. Once we reached the chip shop he set me down. "You can order what ever you want Tony"
My eyes tracked the menu. Daddy had a woman that came in three times a week to home school me because I had to have an education. The lady was really strict and I worked really hard that I was a grade ahead of my age. That had made daddy proud of me and I adored daddy's praise because that made him a daddy to me.
I may be eight and only book intelligent with no social life I barely got outside but I knew that what daddy did to me was wrong, I knew what a real dad was like. The strict lady had stories of her own family and I liked reading books. Even before, I knew.
"Large chips and ooh haddock sounds lovely"
"Got a nancy boy there" I frown at the comment as I see daddy's face twist into anger.
"Better keep your mouth shut" Daddy took a menacing step towards the woman who said it. She held her hands up. "I'm sorry I meant no harm"
"Just get out before I lose my rag" Daddy gritted out, the woman practically runs out. "And I'll have just haddock"
The chip shop woman, blonde and young gaped at daddy until he thumped the counter and she scurried to tell the man cooking the food what we ordered.
"Okay son?" Daddy walked back to me.
"Yes daddy"
"You're not a Nancy's boy, your my boy"
"Who's Nancy daddy?"
"You don't need to know" The food doesn't take long to order and daddy lets me hold the food on the way back home. I held the bag against my chest feeling the warmth and can taste the smell of vinegar and salt that wafts up to me, leaning against daddy's hip. When we pass a big man I flinch and daddy wraps his arm around me. When we get home I see that he's crying.
"Daddy" I touched his cheek feeling the dampness, shifting the food bag to one arm which becomes heavy not that I notice, daddy scarcely cry's. "Daddy what's wrong?"
Daddy picked me up with the food and placed me on the chair in the dining room as he gets plates out to put the food on.
He handed me my plate. "Daddy please tell me why your're crying?"
Daddy looked over to me and smiled sadly. "I love you I do, so much. I want to be a proper father to you, your so sweet, lovely and I don't deserve you"
"Please daddy don't send me away" I run to him hugging him.
"I can't son that's the problem, don't comfort me please Tony. Let's just eat"
"Okay" We ate in silence which I hated but I loved the food. Daddy took the plates away as soon as we were finished, threw them in the sink then shut himself away in his room.
I cleaned up the dishes, threw away the chip shop bag and watched TV quietly until my bed time. I got to sleep easily but still worried about daddy.
Next morning I wandered into the kitchen and daddy gave me a nasty smile, a man I didn't know; massive, dark and black was sitting opposite him. "Money?" Daddy held his hand out and the man placed a thick bundle of notes in his hand.
"Do what you want with him" Daddy waved a hand dismissively.
The man came towards me, he was huge width-wise and lengthwise, bigger then I ever seen before. I went to leg it but the man caught my ankle I came down to the floor with a bang. Ignoring the pain radiating up my back I scrambled away but I knew there was no point.
"Daddy" I screamed and screamed as the huge man picked me up. I didn't want him to, he was too big, he was going to hurt. I was eight, how could I take someone like him? "Daddy please daddy?"
He ignored me.
I wondered how I could hate and love someone so much.
A/N: Gosh thanks so much guys for such a response! All of them emails made me smile. Here's your next update longer as promised, so what's your thoughts?