Dark thoughts flooded through Athena's mind, flinching as the monster from inside her head roared to life in front of her.
Gasping she shot up into bed, sweating and panting heavily. Whimpering as the memories from the nightmare replayed themselves.
Slowly scooting the heavy blanket off, Athena pulled down her nightdress and made her way to the one person who could help her.
Her Daddy, Zack.
Long blonde hair waved to her waist in messy banana curls, mixing with darker pools of hazelnut.
Silently she tiptoed to the master bedroom weaving away from creeks in the boards under the thick fluffy carpet.
She reached her destination. The door was slightly open, Athena could hear the hum of the fan as she timidly walked into the room. Her father's snores were an indication he was heavily asleep.
Slowly she moved to stand by her father, shaking his broad shoulder to wake him.
Her father had deep obsidian locks that fell just above his azure orbs. She looked nothing like him.
Now Athena was an attractive freshly 18 year old girl, following her mothers and grandmothers attributes.
Athena height fell just under 5'6, making for a very petite frame. Her waist dipped inwards leaving for beautifully formed hips and thighs. Her breasts easily filled a D-cup, unlike her mother whom only had B's.
One of the most striking things about Athena was her lips. Plump and pink. Giving her an innocent pout that was definitely something to fantasize about. Her eyes complemented this nicely, bright green with blue centers. 'Ain't nobody gots nothin on yer eyes lil' Darlin', them are brides eyes." Her grandfather used to say.
Zack moaned awaking at his baby girls presences. Humming as his eyes snapped open to see her, tear caked cheeks that puffed out. Immediate concern flared up in him.
"What's wrong baby girl?" He slurred exhausted.
Athena's soft voice shook as she answered.
