Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl
I whispered under my breath, barely able to hear myself, “I can’t stay here.”
Without waiting another second, I reached for the suitcase shoved at the top of the closet. My fingers trembled as I yanked it down, flinging it open on the bed. I didn’t bother folding. I just started grabbing everything, clothes, books, toiletries, whatever I could reach.
I didn’t care where I went, I just needed to go.
My aunt watched, completely unfazed. She even perched herself on the edge of my bed, like this was amusing to her.