"Marry me. Or next will be your mother." He hissed at my face. He spoke near my ear making my eyes widen in fear. I gave him a one pleading look, but he wasn't looking normal. As if he wanted us, me, my father to get hurt. He was enjoying my fathers blood. My father was crying in pain but still managed to say. 

I tried to open my eyes ,bright sunlight was making it impossible for me to open my eyes but eventually I managed to open them . And blinked few times to adjust to the light.When I tried to move.

I stood up and took my cloths. And went to the bathroom. I did my daily routine and after shower.I checked my wound it was still hurting but it was bearable, it still needs a week to remove the stitches. I

He stopped the car with screeching sound. And I jerked forward due to the impact. But thank God I was wearing the seat belt. Only my ribs got hurt when I hit the dash board and I winced in pain.I clutched my rib side and looked to my side Andrew was not in the car anymore before I can even look out the car. I was yanked from my arm outside of the car. And then my back hit the car 

"Where do you think you're going love. I'm not done yet!" He husked.I looked at him with wide eyes, on the verge of crying. My one hand was holding the towel on my body in a strong grip while the other hand was on his chest to create some distance between us, which was impossible.His gaze was so strong and piercing through my soul. There w