08-05-2008, 04:10 AM
(part 3) Father Knows Best written by Nerveexplosion
She had been living with her father for about 6 months and Valerie was already reconsidering her decision to move with him. On the outside things seemed like they were better than ever. In school Valerie was once again one of the more popular girls in her new school. She had an outgoing personality and was nice to every one she met so it was easy for her to make friends. Her grades had bounced back from the 2 1/2 week lay off she had and on top of every thing else that was going for her she got a letter of acceptance to her university of choice the University of Miami. Most people in town didn't really have an opinion of Valerie's father (David) due to the fact that he was never home. He was a programmer so he had to spend LONG hours at the offices. Often times sleeping in the offices with his programming team in order to meet deadlines. This would go on for months at a time with only a few weeks in between projects. Over the years he tired of the daily grind of work and began drinking. Soon enough he became a rather bad alcoholic. Often times he would come home drunk and if Mrs. Saunders happened to say the wrong thing to him there was violence. He was a big man 6 2' 255lbs and Mrs. Saunders would often have to call in sick to school to avoid being seen. This eventually led to their divorce, the reason being kept secret from the town, the neighbors only knowing that they had split up for one reason or another. When Valerie moved in with him he began going on drinking binges in the weeks in between projects. Valerie always had to get him back in shape to go to work at the end of these, and her father loved her for it. He knew he could always count on her to sober him up before the end of his week off.
One month later.......it was the end of April and school was almost over. Valerie had accomplished all the goals she had set for her self academically that year and welcomed prom as a long over due break to have some fun. Valerie stayed at her best friend's house for the 2 nights before prom since her dad was in the middle of a project and she did not expect him home. When the night of prom finally came she went with her boy friend Matt and after the prom they went to a party at a friend's house. They didn't leave until 3am and it took them till 4 am to get to Valerie's house.
As they pulled in she noticed someone sitting down on the driveway next to the garbage cans that were set outside. It was her father; he had a bottle in his hand. His tie was loose and his shit untucked and mostly unbuttoned. She told Matt to wait in the car while she checked on her father. "What happened, I thought you were in the middle of a project," she asked. He glanced up at her and replied, "I was, still am actually. Thanks to you I almost got put off the project. They decided it'd be better to give me some time off." "I came home early last night and got plastered. You weren't here to put me back together and I showed up at work like this. I depended on you! Trusted you....." he grunted in drunken conversation. He slowly got up and looked Valerie in the eye. Pointing at Matt's car "you left me for THAT!"
Whack. He sent a smack straight at Valerie's left cheek. Two more times he nailed her. Once on the right side then a backhand to her lip swelling the left side immediately. Valerie was sent careening backwards by the force of the blows. Matt saw what was going on and jumped out of the car. He ran at Valerie's father trying to tackle him. Now Matt is only 5 10' 180 so you can imagine how much good that did. David simply slung him off sending Matt crashing to the ground.
Valerie was just getting up when David caught up to her. He swung again but this time Valerie ducked. And swung back with a fist of her own punching him right in the eye. AARRRRRR!! He growled, furious. He never expected his daughter to fight back so when she kicked him in the balls to follow up he was wide open. He fell on the floor grabbing his privates and groaning. Matt had gotten up and picked up one of the near by trashcans. "Piece of s**t!!" he yelled as he slammed it down on David's back causing him to roll over on his side. He dropped it again this time on his ribs. "You f***king touch her again..." he continued his onslaught kicking him in the back repeatedly to Valerie grabbed a hold of his shoulder and yelled for him to stop. "He can't help it. He's drunk just leave him alone. Please." They hugged and then started on their way back to the car. Matt opened the car door and let Valerie in as he was closing David came outta no where and nailed him in the back with the garbage can. Matt slammed into the side of the car hanging on to the roof for support. David just wailed on him. Punches to the kidneys and back winding his opponent. He turned him around and threw an uppercut to his chin. Valerie had gotten out of the other side of the car by this point was circling around trying to sneak up on her dad. Just as her dad was sending Matt of to la la land she jumped on his back and put him in a headlock. NOT SMART.
David let Matt fall to the ground and turned around. He lunged backward slamming Valerie's back against the roof of the car. Twice more her rammed her into the car. aaauuughh! She screamed at the intense pain in her back. Not only was her back in pain but his weight was coming down on her stomach winding her in the process. She let go and slid off his back leaning against the car for support. He turned around and grabbed her by the throat. Thud! Wham! "OOOOF!' "GAAW!" she grunted as his fist crashed against her stomach. Two low right handed blows lading right at her navel. 'Not again, this can't be happening again...' that thought was interrupted by another stinging smack to the face. Thud! AOUUUFF!! This time a right hook just below the ribs. Her body contorted to his fist. Her knees could no longer support her body at this point and the only thing holding her up was her father's hold on her neck and his fist planted under her ribs. He scooped her up and slammed her back into the windshield. She ended up in a sitting position with his arm across her throat. Her back arched, stomach pulled taut.
"Please.......stop...I'm..sss..ssorry" She never finished her sentence. He lifted his other hand high above his head and brought it down in a swift motion towards the pit of her stomach. "AAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" she choked. She felt as though his fist was a part of her his fist was so deep inside her. Her arms and legs lashed out reflexively then fell limply again. Her mouth was slack, harsh rasping sounds the only noises escaping her. A small trickle of drool was starting to form when he sent to more shots into her. Again her arms and legs were the only parts of her to move. Then he let her go. She fell limply on the windshield. Her body gently twitching, trying to refill her with air. She thought to her self as she lay there "he's an alcoholic.......I knew it and moved with him any way......why would I.........." And with that darkness swept over her.
She had been living with her father for about 6 months and Valerie was already reconsidering her decision to move with him. On the outside things seemed like they were better than ever. In school Valerie was once again one of the more popular girls in her new school. She had an outgoing personality and was nice to every one she met so it was easy for her to make friends. Her grades had bounced back from the 2 1/2 week lay off she had and on top of every thing else that was going for her she got a letter of acceptance to her university of choice the University of Miami. Most people in town didn't really have an opinion of Valerie's father (David) due to the fact that he was never home. He was a programmer so he had to spend LONG hours at the offices. Often times sleeping in the offices with his programming team in order to meet deadlines. This would go on for months at a time with only a few weeks in between projects. Over the years he tired of the daily grind of work and began drinking. Soon enough he became a rather bad alcoholic. Often times he would come home drunk and if Mrs. Saunders happened to say the wrong thing to him there was violence. He was a big man 6 2' 255lbs and Mrs. Saunders would often have to call in sick to school to avoid being seen. This eventually led to their divorce, the reason being kept secret from the town, the neighbors only knowing that they had split up for one reason or another. When Valerie moved in with him he began going on drinking binges in the weeks in between projects. Valerie always had to get him back in shape to go to work at the end of these, and her father loved her for it. He knew he could always count on her to sober him up before the end of his week off.
One month later.......it was the end of April and school was almost over. Valerie had accomplished all the goals she had set for her self academically that year and welcomed prom as a long over due break to have some fun. Valerie stayed at her best friend's house for the 2 nights before prom since her dad was in the middle of a project and she did not expect him home. When the night of prom finally came she went with her boy friend Matt and after the prom they went to a party at a friend's house. They didn't leave until 3am and it took them till 4 am to get to Valerie's house.
As they pulled in she noticed someone sitting down on the driveway next to the garbage cans that were set outside. It was her father; he had a bottle in his hand. His tie was loose and his shit untucked and mostly unbuttoned. She told Matt to wait in the car while she checked on her father. "What happened, I thought you were in the middle of a project," she asked. He glanced up at her and replied, "I was, still am actually. Thanks to you I almost got put off the project. They decided it'd be better to give me some time off." "I came home early last night and got plastered. You weren't here to put me back together and I showed up at work like this. I depended on you! Trusted you....." he grunted in drunken conversation. He slowly got up and looked Valerie in the eye. Pointing at Matt's car "you left me for THAT!"
Whack. He sent a smack straight at Valerie's left cheek. Two more times he nailed her. Once on the right side then a backhand to her lip swelling the left side immediately. Valerie was sent careening backwards by the force of the blows. Matt saw what was going on and jumped out of the car. He ran at Valerie's father trying to tackle him. Now Matt is only 5 10' 180 so you can imagine how much good that did. David simply slung him off sending Matt crashing to the ground.
Valerie was just getting up when David caught up to her. He swung again but this time Valerie ducked. And swung back with a fist of her own punching him right in the eye. AARRRRRR!! He growled, furious. He never expected his daughter to fight back so when she kicked him in the balls to follow up he was wide open. He fell on the floor grabbing his privates and groaning. Matt had gotten up and picked up one of the near by trashcans. "Piece of s**t!!" he yelled as he slammed it down on David's back causing him to roll over on his side. He dropped it again this time on his ribs. "You f***king touch her again..." he continued his onslaught kicking him in the back repeatedly to Valerie grabbed a hold of his shoulder and yelled for him to stop. "He can't help it. He's drunk just leave him alone. Please." They hugged and then started on their way back to the car. Matt opened the car door and let Valerie in as he was closing David came outta no where and nailed him in the back with the garbage can. Matt slammed into the side of the car hanging on to the roof for support. David just wailed on him. Punches to the kidneys and back winding his opponent. He turned him around and threw an uppercut to his chin. Valerie had gotten out of the other side of the car by this point was circling around trying to sneak up on her dad. Just as her dad was sending Matt of to la la land she jumped on his back and put him in a headlock. NOT SMART.
David let Matt fall to the ground and turned around. He lunged backward slamming Valerie's back against the roof of the car. Twice more her rammed her into the car. aaauuughh! She screamed at the intense pain in her back. Not only was her back in pain but his weight was coming down on her stomach winding her in the process. She let go and slid off his back leaning against the car for support. He turned around and grabbed her by the throat. Thud! Wham! "OOOOF!' "GAAW!" she grunted as his fist crashed against her stomach. Two low right handed blows lading right at her navel. 'Not again, this can't be happening again...' that thought was interrupted by another stinging smack to the face. Thud! AOUUUFF!! This time a right hook just below the ribs. Her body contorted to his fist. Her knees could no longer support her body at this point and the only thing holding her up was her father's hold on her neck and his fist planted under her ribs. He scooped her up and slammed her back into the windshield. She ended up in a sitting position with his arm across her throat. Her back arched, stomach pulled taut.
"Please.......stop...I'm..sss..ssorry" She never finished her sentence. He lifted his other hand high above his head and brought it down in a swift motion towards the pit of her stomach. "AAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" she choked. She felt as though his fist was a part of her his fist was so deep inside her. Her arms and legs lashed out reflexively then fell limply again. Her mouth was slack, harsh rasping sounds the only noises escaping her. A small trickle of drool was starting to form when he sent to more shots into her. Again her arms and legs were the only parts of her to move. Then he let her go. She fell limply on the windshield. Her body gently twitching, trying to refill her with air. She thought to her self as she lay there "he's an alcoholic.......I knew it and moved with him any way......why would I.........." And with that darkness swept over her.