EPISODE 5
He opened the door gently and peeped in. Her bedside lamp was still on and she was sitting on the bed with a drawing book open in front of her as she painted on it with her face puckered in seriousness. He entered the room and sat beside her. He noticed she was painting all over the paper with a red crayon. He asked, "Why are you painting with just red?" She didn't look at him as she responded. "There was blood, a lot of it the first time it happened".
He was about to ask what she meant when realisation dawned on him. "I'm sorry" he shifted closer to her and held her hands in his "I never knew it was this much."
She met his gaze with her eyes glassy with tears "Are we doing the right thing dad?" She asked "If you tell me it's right then I'll not feel the pain anymore. I'll try not to. I'll trust you"
The innocence, the sincerity in her voice touched him and he wanted to tell her the truth, to tell her that he is only blinded by his lust and the death of her mother was making him lose his sanity but he said instead, " It is, you have to make us happy. So that we can forget about mum" he didn't know where those words came from. His lust had grown so strong, it has a mind of it's own.
She nodded slowly, "Okay". She accepted. He shifted closer so that his head was on the headrest and she sat beside him. She closed her eyes and a tear escaped from her eye as he gently stroke her body. Daddy said its good, its not bad. Daddy's always right isn't it?
Witty.writer
© PURPLE WRITERS
He opened the door gently and peeped in. Her bedside lamp was still on and she was sitting on the bed with a drawing book open in front of her as she painted on it with her face puckered in seriousness. He entered the room and sat beside her. He noticed she was painting all over the paper with a red crayon. He asked, "Why are you painting with just red?" She didn't look at him as she responded. "There was blood, a lot of it the first time it happened".
He was about to ask what she meant when realisation dawned on him. "I'm sorry" he shifted closer to her and held her hands in his "I never knew it was this much."
She met his gaze with her eyes glassy with tears "Are we doing the right thing dad?" She asked "If you tell me it's right then I'll not feel the pain anymore. I'll try not to. I'll trust you"
The innocence, the sincerity in her voice touched him and he wanted to tell her the truth, to tell her that he is only blinded by his lust and the death of her mother was making him lose his sanity but he said instead, " It is, you have to make us happy. So that we can forget about mum" he didn't know where those words came from. His lust had grown so strong, it has a mind of it's own.
She nodded slowly, "Okay". She accepted. He shifted closer so that his head was on the headrest and she sat beside him. She closed her eyes and a tear escaped from her eye as he gently stroke her body. Daddy said its good, its not bad. Daddy's always right isn't it?
Witty.writer
© PURPLE WRITERS
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