𝓞𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻

1.

Josie

Letting our a strangled groan having to lift myself off the basement floor with a endless stinging pain in my back and stomach from the beating I got last night. It wasn't the worst one and it sure wouldn't be the last one but damn it still fucking hurt like a mother fucker.

It's always been a routine at 8:20 am the usual time I'd hear his foot steps stomping towards the basement door. Watching it swing open to revealing the devil himself  my one and only Step Father.

Sir Clark Bevin

Standing there with his tall stature looking down onto me as always,his dirty blonde hair always looked messy and in all honesty not even a barber could save him. Along with his strong built body showcasing all the years of being in the army you'd wonder how he went from war hero to wild animal in a matter of years but truthfully he was born evil. 

He's eyes on me watching me struggle to even sit up right even most sadists were nicer than him,he was indefinitely just a cruel Monster dressed in flesh

"Did you learn your lesson Bitch" venom laced through each and every word of his word that he spoke.

"Y-yes Sir" my raspy voice croaked in fear

"Good girl see as long as you listen and obey like the little slave you are. I might let you eat or maybe just maybe I'll stop having to punish you for everyr tiny mistake. Though I'm not sure you'd need the food you look like you could cut down a bit. "he walked closer to me and unlocked the chains that were on my arms.

His slow approach towards me with his hand gripping onto my hair pulling me where he wanted me to go without a care if I could stand or not.

"Utterly useless bitch listen up very fucking clearly,I'm gonna take a seat right over there and your gonna make sure you work out until this watch tells you your done. Since you can't get a job you've got to earn your keep"he placed the fitness watch on my arm

My oh so lovely morning routine it doesn't really make alot of sense yet but still happens to me on a daily basis

I got into the treadmill and began running because it what's helps me reach the his goal faster. After 2 hours if running on end without a break I hear the watch beep, slowing down my pace and walk over to him with my legs ready to buckle and wounds bleeding, the fatigue ready to take over me. 

He checks to see how many calories I've burned as I secretly and silently pray that that it was a good enough amount for him. He just glanced at it without a second thought nodding his head in dissapoinment  .A sigh of relief escape my lips as I walked well somewhat crawled to the kitchen to make him breakfast.

Finally being in the kitchen opening the first  cupboard taking out a frying pan and ingredients I need to make pancakes since they are easier and faster to make. I whip up everything up in about 25 minutes along with his usual black coffee no sugar. Placing it all onto the table and waiting for him to come downstairs.

He sat down eyeing everything before taking his first bite my mouth water as I continued to stare at him while he ate.I know it's wrong to stare but I was hungry I haven't eaten in 7 days all he fed me was water and mints and the scarpes of left overs.

"Oh would you like to join me sweetheart" he spoke with food in his mouth letting me see the flavours merged in his mouth and the same sinister smile plastered across his face.

"N-no thank you" if I said yes he'd hurt me for thinking I could try and join him and saying no means I know my place.

"Sit down join me" I sat down on the chair infront of him as he placed a plate infront of me with a pancake on it.