Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

A kick shot into my stomach, and I grunted, wincing as he
did it again.
“Dad, stop!” she cried, climbing off the bed. “Leave him
alone!”
The other guy pulled her back, and I recognized him as Mr.
Kincaid, my old dean. He gripped Winter by the arms as she
struggled to free herself.
“You sick little shit!” Ashby growled at me. “I threatened a
restraining order and you do this? You’re going to fucking jail
for this. How dare you!”
He came down, landing another punch, and I clenched my
teeth, holding my stomach.
Winter.
“Restraining order?” she repeated. “What?”
Please no. Please don’t find out like this. Fuck.
“How could you have sex with him, Winter?” her father
shouted. “What were you thinking?”
She held the sheet around her body, shaking her head.
“How do you know that? What’s happening?”
She doesn’t know anything. She doesn’t know about the
video being leaked, me…
“Call Doug Coulson,” Ashby told Mr. Kincaid. “Tell him
we have Torrance here and to get his ass over here on his
rounds picking up all the rest of the little shits.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, barely feeling him grip my hair
as I waited for Winter to understand.
It was over. She’d hate me.
“Torrance,” she breathed out, hearing what her father had
said. “Damon Torrance?”
I looked at her as he pulled my hair, making my scalp
burn. “Winter,” I begged.
“What?” she said to herself, still processing.