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'Whoosh' smack 'Whoosh' smack 'Whoosh' smack.

My back stung and my eyes hurt from crying.

"That's it." daddy said as I heard his belt buckle back into place. "Go on go to your room."

I scrambled off the floor and ran to the my room tears streaming down my face. I crouched down behind my bed and slowly took my shirt off.

It had been happening more. Sense David was born daddy got mad more. I didn't understand why. I loved David I don't know why he didn't.

As I turned to the mirror I saw the new cuts that would turn into scares on my back. There was six new ones. I felt my eyes fill with tears as I took in the sight of my horrible back but stopped as I heard David start to cry. I quickly ran out before he woke daddy.

Normally after a 'Lesson' as he called it he would take his pills and go to sleep and if he was woken up i would get another. As i opened his door I saw he was standing on the side of his crib but he stopped crying once he saw me. I walked over and smiled at him as I help it out of the crib and hand in hand we walked over to our tiny kitchen. Even though I was only 8 i was pretty positive David saw me like a mom. When ever mommy came home he would cry when she tried to hold him.

I sat him down on a little chair and went to get his dinner from the fridge. As I gave him his bottle he eagerly sucked on it while looking at me. I got up and went to the medicine cabinet and took down the brown bottle. I didn't know what it was but mommy told me it would keep me from getting sick when daddy gave me a lesson. It hurt when I put it on but i knew with out it it would get worse. Last time I didn't put it on I got sick and had to be taken to the doctor. When we got home daddy was so mad he gave me double the lesson all down my legs.

'Crash' I looked up and saw that David had dropped his bottle and was now crying really loud.

I jumped off the cabinet and ran over to him my feet getting cut in the glass.

"David shhh" I said trying deprestly to calm him down. But it was no use he had woken daddy.

"Eva!" He yelled and I felt my hands go cold.

. .

"Eva." someone said

"Eva honey wake up." a gentler voice said. I recognized it as Carol and opened my eyes to see her and Daryl standing over me.

"Hey" Daryl said "You ok?" He asked as he pushed my hair back from my face.

I felt my eyes go wide as i heard it again. I didn't want to believe it. I was hopping it was just a dream but no. It was real and he was here.

"Daryl" I whispered my eyes starting to fill with tears. I got up and wrapped my arms around him at the same time his arms went around me. I heard Carol leave for which i was thankful for.

No body knew what my father had done to me. Except Daryl. although now I was sure that Rick would have some sense of what had happened.

I felt my body started to shake with fear as i heard him talking.

"I think she would like to see me." I heard Thomas say.

"Well lets wait and see if she wants to see you." I heard Rick say back.

"No. No. Please no." I whispered into Daryls shoulder.

"Shhh its ok he aint gonna go near you." Daryl said.

We stayed like that for i don't know how long.

"Eva" Rick said "We need to know what you want to do."

I looked up at him from over Daryls sholders and pushed him away slightly.

"What can we do?" I asked Rick as Daryl moved to sit next to me.

"We were going to offer them a chance to stay in another cell block. No contact with us. But I understand if you don't want that." Rick said.

"We cant send them out to die." I said

"How could you even say that?" Daryl said getting up and pacing the small length of the cell block.

"Because its not right Daryl." I said

"What's not right is him breathing after what he did to you!" Daryl yelled. "I mean for fucks sake Eva! This man abused you and hurt you and you want him to live!?"

"I cant live my life being afraid of him anymore." I told Daryl as I got up and stepped in front of him.

"I spent most of my life afraid of him. Of seeing him. I cant let him have that control over me." I Stepped in front of him trying to stop him. But the moment I put my hands on him he threw them off.

"Don't." He said before he left the cell.

. . .

"How's Hershel?" I asked Rick.

"Same the bleeding stop that's the best part." Rick said handing me some squirrel.

"That's good to hear." I said. "Sorry I just left him."

"Its ok. No one blames you." Rick said back. "Daryl, he told us some of what happened with your father."

"Oh." Was all I said as i looked down at my water bottle.

"He's pretty upset with me." I whispered.

"Yeah well he cares a lot for you. You cant blame him." Rick said

"Am I stupid for trying to keep him alive?" I asked

"Well think of it this way. If he stays living here will you be afraid all the time?" Rick asked looking over at me.

"Yes. But-"

"There's no but. You shouldn't have to live afraid." Rick said cutting me off.

"I don't wanna be so cold to sentence him to death." I told Rick. "I cant become so cold."

I got up and walked away. I started to walk the yard.

As I walked my mind went over the possibility of him living here again. I felt my skin tighten at the thought. I didn't want him anywhere near me. But to have Daryl kill him made me sick. I knew Daryl would only do it if I told him to. Or if Thomas tried anything with me. No matter what it be his blood on my hands.

I knew i couldn't live with it. Dispite everything he had done it was completely against who I was to have him killed.

I sighed as I sat down on the grass. I didn't know what to do. I knew he wouldn't leave the prision. Even with a gun pointed to his head he wouldn't go.

I sadly saw that as the only option. I got up from the ground and turned to walk back toward the prison but stopped short when I saw my father standing a few feet away.

"Hey baby girl" He said with a smile that made me want to run.

And another cliff hanger! I'm sorry it took me so long to update I got really sick. But I'm all better now and a new chapter will be up soon.

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