Ann

My voice failed me time and time again, I tried to scream but nothing was heard, I stood shock stroke at the door of the tiny building at the back of our house.

My eyes remained on my strong sister who laid at the feet of a mighty man, rolled up in herself, holding on to her tummy like she got  strength from it.

I squinted my eyes at her, my brain sending her messages of strength, a message for her stand against the man, a message that I was there and both of us would fight and defeat him.

But she remained on the floor, unyielding, unwilling to fight, guess it was my turn to do something for my sister. I braved up and matched into the tiny house. Stumping my feet to make my presence known to the monster. Telling him that I was here to save my hero. Ironic.

Well it seemed my feet were a little too faint cause the man didn't move. He didn't even shiver at the fact that he has been discovered. That it was the end for him at that point.

"Who has taken what is mine?" he repeated the question directing it to Angel who squealed at his thunderous voice. He hit her again, this time with his foot directly at her stomach. I heard a tiny scream from Angel.

"Enough" words finally left my mouth, it came out firm but low. My sister caught me with her eyes, she didn't realize I was there sooner. Her eyes pleaded with me to run, to run and save myself from what was before me. I refused. I can't leave her here.

My eyes went from her bruised face to the man, who slowly turned to his front relieving his face.

"Raphael" my words were faint this time. I couldn't believe my eyes. I closed and opened my eyes like a hundred times in a second, waiting for him to disappear. But he didn't. He glared at me and slowly, a smirk sneak up his face.

"Guess we have company" he remarked and retrieved from the shivering Angel at his feet. Now fully facing me. He eyes were different. They were not calm or loving or happy as they used to be. They were filled with a burning fire, the fire was not nice. I shivered at his sight and took a few steps back, which he quickly closed up. I gulped.

"Dad, what are you doing" I felt tears coming up but I refused to give in. I won't  let him see my fear, I won't  let him sense it. He narrowed his eyes at me and headed for the door. I was still were I stood. Should I run?

"Oh am now your daddy" he let out a loud laugh that filled the air. This room was marked with his presence, it was as if he was everywhere but still standing at the door, locking it this time. His scent was strong, taking anyway the pleasant feel of oxygen, I was in the lion's den, I walked into it, I choked.

"Raphael, please if this is a joke..." I was amidst my let_us_go speech and like a speed of light I felt a huge slap on my face sending me straight to the floor. I crawled straight to where my sister laid. Her face was battered, thick blood streamed down her face, leaving traces from where they came from, her eyes swollen. She held on to her stomach with one hand as I slowly crawled into the other. She was helpless. I couldn't do anything.

"My baby" I heard my sister's voice. She gestured at her stomach, I was confused. Which baby?

"Now, I have you two" Raphael laughed out again, I could feel Angel's hand pressed against me. She was trying to protect me, even in her state. My tears finally flowed, I  found my feet and stood on them face to face with the monster which was my father. I wouldn't let him hurt Angel again.

"Let her go. She's hurt. Please" that last word came out at last. I can't believe that I would beg this man for anything in my life. I never took him as a father, and now I know why.

"Angel doesn't want to go" he laughed and moved towards me. I stood right in front of angel, who held my feet. She was stopping me from protecting her, even in her state. I shook her weak hands off and stood my ground.

"I said let her go" my voice was louder this time. Anger boiled in my blood, I could see invisible steam coming out of my nostrils. I heard his evil laugh again, now more closer.

"You have always been the fighter, haven't you little devil"

I shook out the tears that ran through my face at the mention of that word. He had been the first person to call me that during his first few years with us. Then mum took it up, renaming with with the evil name. It was now a part of me.

"Am I not a little devil! I said let Angel go, she hurt"

"And I said Angel doesn't want to leave, she won't leave me for anything. Right Angel?"

He looked at my sister and laughed again. I wondered who was playing a hilarious tone in his head.

"Please leave her alone, I won't leave" I heard my sister say.

"Oh how sweet, two sisters fighting for themselves. Who then shall I let go and devour the other." he took clever steps around him, pacing, thinking, clicking his fingers in a sinister manner. "Should I  let Ann go, and leave Angel? But Angel is contaminated, someone have trespassed" the smirk on his face had disappeared immediately, he just reminded himself the reason why my sister was lying close to death right now.

I was confused at that moment. What was actually going on between these two. What was Raphael talking about? Questions ran through my head but I couldn't bring myself to  asking any. This was not the right time.

"Please, leave Ann out of this, You still have me, please let her go" My sister strength was returning, she slowly sat up still clenching to her stomach. I looked down at her and saw her bleeding. Not from the face this time but the blood ran through her legs. I rushed down to her and held her.

"Angel your bleeding" I held her tight and cried for her, with her. Immediately everything went blank.

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Angel

I opened my eyes to feel the pains that ravaged my entire being. Pain on my bruised face, pain in my abdomen, but the greatest of all was the pain stuck tightly to my heart. I felt defeated, cause indeed I was. I failed this time. I couldn't  protect my sister, I couldn't protect the little soul that grew within me.

I looked around and the night was over, or so I thought. It was the beginning of a dangerous day, a day I felt that I have met my end. My hands were tied at my back across a seat. I didn't panic because I was used to this position. This was my seat, the only thing that belong to me in this small house right at the back of my home.

My father had made me buy a seat for my self. A seat I could feel comfortable in, a seat I could be tied to and get stripped of all  the joy and pride I had. It was mine.

My eyes met with my sister, she too was tied in front of me. Her eyes were close, her head dangling at an uncomfortable position. My heart ached. My eyes swollen with pain and tears that couldn't fall no more. She had walked right into something I had tried protecting her from for years.

Raphael had threatened me time and time again, he knew Ann was my weakest point. He had used her name to get me to do the unthinkable to him and to myself. I shivered at the memories.

Now she was here in front of me, and I was helpless to help her, I couldn't even help my self. I lowered my head in defeat. My mind cross to all that mattered to me.

Chris, I wondered how he would still love me if he found out that I have served as a sex slave to my very own father. I felt myself laugh. Would he still look at me the way he did that weekend? Would he look at me with those loving eyes if he saw me naked? I know he would turn and run at the sight of the bruises and marks on my skin.

My child, who I had grown to love. It's just just been a few weeks and yet I felt like i have bonded with it. I looked down at my stomach. The bleeding had eventually stopped but I felt empty. It must have ran off when it heard the loud kicks and screams from its grandfather. Who wouldn't?

And then my sister, who was sitting right in front of me, at the mercy of a predator that had always wanted to rip this family apart from the first day he walked into our lives.

Mum, she isn't dear to me but she still an important part of my life. Dad changed her, I believe. She wasn't always sad, angry and uncaring. She changed the minute she let her sadness take the better part of her. She let a monster console her, gaining entrance into our lives.

My real dad, he was sweet...

My thoughts was cut short by a loud bang at the door. It was morning, someone must have come to save us.

Who was I kidding? No one knew this place. Am still puzzled how Ann had found her way here. Curious Ann.

The monster roared from a cushion close to the door. He was sleeping. How could he be sleeping? I wondered. Does the evil find rest?

The door banged again now more aggressively. A woman's voiced followed. Someone was here. Someone was here to save us. My eyes lit up with hope. Ann had woken up and I smiled at her. We were free at last. The morning had brought joy after all.

"And who is that" The monster walked graciously to the door, he wasn't scared that he was discovered. I wonder what fuelled this man's pride. He opened the door reveling my mother's figure. Her head lowered as she walked into the house.

I looked at her, both I and my sister. A smile crept on my face. I was done hiding. She was going to know that the supposed love of her life was a monster. She was going to help me recovered from all my hurt. I looked at her and caught her eyes, she immediately turned away, my heart sunk.

"Mum, Help us!" I screamed, it seemed like she didn't understand the situation we were in. We were tied up for God's sake. My face was bruised, blood was a second carpet to the floor. I had to tell her in case she didn't realize.

She heard me and shivered, turning her back against us. The monster muttered something to her and soon, she was out of the door, shutting it.

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