Chapter 37 Marianna

Trigger Warning: Attempted sexual assault
I feel dizzy and my body has frozen. This isn't happening. Not now. All these years I feared Padre would do this. Force me to be with some asshole just to make a point. It was the reason I slept with Paulo. Somehow I wanted to be in control of at least one thing in my life. Who I gave my virginity to mattered. I didn't want one of Padre's guys to take it forcefully because there was no way I would ever be with anyone who worked for him. When he found out -I don't know how he did- he raised hell, but it was already done. There was nothing he could do about it. And with that stupid thought came the realization that he could never hurt me that way.
How wrong I'd been. Now as I'm standing here while this guy rips my dress, it occurs to me how I was delusional. There are so many ways this man could hurt me and not just physically. The world might know me as his daughter but he doesn't give a crap about that. What father out there sits in a corner and watches as some guy undresses his daughter while getting ready to rape her? I'll tell you what kind of father does that. The cruel, evil, and sadistic father. A man like Padre who sold his soul to the devil a long time ago and that's assuming he even had one, to begin with. I shift my eyes from him to the guy in front of me because he's not going to stop this. Padre's guy almost looks bored, like he'd expected something better.