The more I think about it, the more my breathing picks up. Life isn’t fair. It isn’t fair for him to do something like this to me.
“Leah, you’re okay,” he gently says. “Just take a deep breath for Daddy. Fill those pretty lungs with air so you don’t pass out.”
I pull the blanket over my head and start rocking back and forth, trying to calm myself down a little. But nothing works, and my breathing races. My head swims, and I hold on tighter to the blanket.
“Little pet.” Daddy’s voice sounds so far away right now. “You’re okay.”
I’m not okay, though. I’m the exact opposite right now.
“Let Daddy hold you.”
“No!” I manage to get out as I wrap the blanket firmly around myself. “D-don’t.”
“You need to calm down or you are going to pass out. Why don’t you take the blanket off your head so I can see you?” Daddy suggests.
I close my eyes tightly and keep the blanket where it is.
“Little pet.” He places his hand on my back. I flinch, but he doesn’t move it. “Everything is going to be okay, Little pet. You just need to take a couple of slow, even breaths so you can regain control.”
Everything is not going to be okay. Everything around me is crumbling, and I’m not able to stand on anything solid.
“Let Daddy hold you so you can calm down.” Daddy rubs his hand back and forth. “Can I do that?”
“No,” I cry out.
But it’s everything I want right now. I want him to hold me and help me become relaxed. I don’t want to feel like this, but I don’t want to be naked in front of him or anyone else. Doeshe not understand that? Does he not understand that everything around me is changing, and I can’t keep up with it all?
“You’re making Daddy worried,” he says. “I’m worried that you are going to pass out and hurt yourself.”
My heart aches at his words. He’s worried about me?
No, that can’t be true. Daddy has some type of ulterior motive and just wants me to believe that he will be worried about me if I pass out. But in reality, he is just going to do something to me. Maybe brainwash me with some type of new device they have on Venkoria.
I gag at the thought and take a deep breath.
“Little pet, you are going to be okay. Just calm your mind and don’t think about anything. Nothing bad is going to happen to you,” he coos. “Just let Daddy hold you so that you can calm down.”
I scooch forward, my knees hitting the glass in front of me to get away from Daddy. I need to be as far away from him as possible so that I don’t get distracted. His scent alone makes me forget about everything else around me, and it’s dangerous.
“Leave me alone,” I choke out.
“I can’t do that, Little pet,” Daddy whispers. “I can’t leave you alone when you are in a state like this. Let Daddy hold you so we can talk about it.”
“No!” I scream and start moving back and forth, my knees hitting the glass every single time.
Daddy stays silent, but I continue to rock, trying to think of a way to get out of this. The sooner I can, the better it’ll be for me. He can’t hold me. Not when I am so vulnerable around him, and he wants me to be naked in front of everyone.
Does he have some type of fetish with my body?
I shake my head. I can’t think about that. No, if I go down that hole, there is no coming out of it. My mind will spiral, and I may die from all the thoughts.
“Yamal, can you come over?” Daddy says, his voice sounds far away. “Bring… Yes, that. Hurry. I don’t know how much longer she can last.”
I peek out from under the blanket. His back is to me, and I take it as an opportunity to crawl to the corner, pushing my back into the corner and placing the blanket over my head once again. Now I can see where he is and be ready for anything.
“Leah?” Daddy calls out. “Where are you?”
I stay silent, holding my breath as I wait for him to walk into a different room. Then I can get to the door and make my escape.
