When I wake, everything aches and burns. Katie is curled up against me, her mouth open slightly as she sleeps.

Smiling, I pull Katie closer to me, wincing when I feel my bruises screaming in protest.

Katie stirs in my arms, her eyes flutter and open. As soon as she sees my face, I'm gifted with a smile.

"Morning Beautiful." I gently caress her face as I watch her eyes focus, gradually waking up.

"Hey," she smiles softly up at me before a frown appears as she looks at my lip, which is no doubt split, and my eye, which is definitely black.

"I'm so angry with him." She mutters, and we both know exactly who she's talking about.

"I'll be ok." I soothe, my hand reaching down to cup at her hip, the smooth skin delicious under my greedy palms.

"It's not right."

"You can't do anything about it," I reply and her frown deepens.

"I know I can't. But I'll make him pay."

I smile down at my beautiful, soft hearted girl- huh, my girl. I could definitely get used to that.

"Sure you will." I playfully bop her nose, hoping to diffuse the situation. It doesn't.

Instead Katie's eyes mist up with tears that persist even when I stroke up and down her back.

"Hey now, Katie girl. Don't cry over me. Don't ever cry over me."

"He-he just c-can't treat you like this." Her words are choked with tears and sadness, it breaks my heart.

"I'll be alright. We both will." I pull Katie into my chest as she cries, her tears wetting my bare chest.

Eventually, Katie heaves a deep breath and re-emerges, looking up at me like a distressed bunny.

She moves to sit up and immediately winces at me and then her eyebrows scrunch up in pain. Panic and worry grips me as I cup her face.

"What's wrong, Katie girl."

Her lip trembles as she slowly lifts the duvet and peaks down between us. Moving faster than I thought possible, Katie disappears with a squeak.

The bathroom door slams as I lift up the covers and see my boxers and thigh covered in blood.

Sighing, I get out of bed, ignoring my protesting muscles and walk over to the ensuite bathroom door.

Inside I can hear Katie whimpering quietly, she's clearly embarrassed.

"Katie, girl, let me in. It's alright sweetheart."

The lock clicks and I open it, ready to pull her into my arms. She's hiding behind the door, her face buried in her arm.

"I'm so s-sorry." She chokes out as I reach out for her.

"It's alright, baby." I reach behind me and kick the door shut, I don't think there could be a worse moment for her father to walk in than this.

"Would you like a shower?" I question, amazing myself by how much I've evolved in the last few months.

Once I'd have freaked out by the idea of being covered in period blood, but now I just want to make sure she's comfortable.

"Yes please." She mumbles, adorably, as she nods her head.

I gently release her and walk over to the shower, I mess around with the levers and finally get the hot water to spray over my arm.

"Can I come in too?" I suggest, hopefully.

I'm assuming it's a long shot, so imagine my surprise when Katie agrees.

"Will you hold me?" She asks hopefully as she strips off her T-shirt and soiled underwear.

"Always."

"I wish you didn't have to go." Katie whines, pouting as she clings to me.

After our shower, we both knew we had to end this time. The chance of her father walking in gets higher with every moment and I still have plans for my balls right now.

"I know, Katie girl." I stroke her damp hair from her eyes as I bend down to gently kiss her lips.

"Will you be alright?" My hand hovers over her stomach, I don't have much experience with periods despite having a baby sister.

Eira is fiercely private and periods where another topic she never discussed in front of me. Periods and feelings are on Eira's taboo conversation list.

"I'll be fine." She grins up at me, rolling her eyes teasingly at me before she kisses my cheek affectionately.

"I'll be back soon."

Katie grins up at me.

"I hope so. How soon?"

"Soon- I promise. I do owe you a bike ride after all."

"That you do, and don't you forget it."

We both turn our attention warily to the window I know I'm going to have to climb out of.

Neither of us know if her father is home right now, and neither of us wants to go down and find out.

"Be careful today." Katie murmurs against my lips as I hover by the open window.

"Don't worry, Katie girl, a window isn't taking me out."

An angry father however, that is definitely a possibility for my demise.

As soon as my feet hit the ground I feel a small breath of release leave my body. As much as I love every minute I have with Katie, the terror of discovery is pretty draining.

I only take few steps before I hear my name being called out.

I spin on my heels, and who do I see. The worlds scariest cockblock.

"Rogue! Rogue!"

I hobble over to him, he's clearly still drunk and still pissed. He stands in front of me, eyeing me with the same intent of a shark looking at a baby seal.

"Where have you been?"

"I uhhh, I uhhhh..."

Is with your naked daughter in the shower an acceptable answer?

"I was taking a walk."

Katie's father looks at me, then his house and the fact that his house is the last I'm the compound. There is literally no where for me to have walked.

"The fence not get in the way?" He scrutinies me and then glances up to Katie's wide open window.

"Nope, I wanted a short walk."

Well done Liam, a short walk in an enclosed compound. I'm a fucking idiot. I loathe myself sometimes.

"My daughter, Katie, alright?"

Shit, he's definitely trying to catch me out.

"I uhhhh, wouldn't know sir."

Yes, keep going with the sir, very respectful.

"Good." He glowers at me and I feel my balls shrink back into my body.