ZAIDEN VAUGHN

Chapter Two

Auria's POV

Shit has been the worst since week and I have no idea what was happening, there have been men here threatening my stepdad yesterday, and from what I heard from the conversation he apparently owes someone money and can not pay them back.

He would always take his frustration out on me and no I don't mean rape he has never touch me inappropriately which I'm thankful for as I still have the one thing that was giving me sanity and that's my innocence. My stepdad would always hit me whenever he's stressed or something in his life wasn't going right I was literally a punching bag in my own father's house.

You heard right. See my life wasn't always like this but my dad died when I was just thirteen years old and I was devastated I became depressed and suicidal and mom wasn't making things any better because she was an alcoholic and is always drunk so when she found Harvey I was happy he made things better he made her sober again and I thought he was here to make life better.

That was until they got married and him and his daughter moved in, this all started with her bullying me and when we were at school she let's others do the same. It was just simply paper throwing then it got worse to people dumping hot food on me and when I would tell mom she would just say I should get over myself.

She died three years ago from cancer and life only got worst for me from there on I stopped going to school because Harvey said the money mom left for that purpose was to do something more important and I couldn't go out to get a job either because in his eyes independence gives power and I was nothing but a low life that is taking up space.

My job is to keep the house clean and to make sure both him and his daughter eats three times a day, I can't tell when last I left this house in almost two whole years I was basically dead or nonexistent to the outside world.

Every time he would get drunk or stressed he would hit me and remind me that I was nothing but dirt and that he will make sure I die a miserable death. I believe him, I believe everything he says because he never less than proves his words right or fulfill the threats he makes toward me. I cry every night and every morning hoping for the day he would just take my life I just want this to be over already.

There was a banging sound on the wall which means it's coming from Olivia's room I tried my best to block it out either way it was too loud so I just sit there with my hands over my ears while her bed bangs on the wall with her moans loud.

I couldn't take it anymore so I stood walking out of what is my room and walk downstairs to the kitchen, I was deciding what to prepare for dinner when the front door opens and in walked Harvey just as Olivia and the boy was walking out.

"What the fuck is going on here!?" he ask looking at her "d-daddy... Auria had this boy over here so I was trying to figure out why" she says making the blood in my body to run cold... Oh god why?...

The boy looked confused but he walked pass harvey and ran out the door, I couldn't move an inch as I was scared as hell I couldn't even find the words to defend myself.

He walked towards me looking mad and I started to gasp for air as I felt like I couldn't function properly. "You're having men coming here now little slut are you that desperate!?" he ask and I kept quite because I knew better than to speak before he tells me to. "I expect you to answer my question you bitch!" he spat making me jump "I-I didn't have a-any one c-come over here, h-he came t-to see Olivia" I stuttered out and the minute the last word that is her name left my lips I felt the harsh impact of his slap on my cheek making me fall to the ground on my ass painfully as my tears run free and I held my cheek to subside the pain "if you dear talk shit about my child again I will make sure you never speak ever, do you understand!?" he yells and I nod as he walks away and thank god he didn't hit me anymore my body was still sore from last night's beating. "That's what you get you little whore!" Olivia says and spits in my face, literally.

I stayed like that crying on the kitchen floor for sometime before I pulled myself together walking back to my room and getting cleaned up.

I went down to get started on dinner and to be honest I really enjoyed cooking I was going to culinary school before mom died I wanted to become a chef but that dream of mine is long gone.

I prepared pull pork dumplings and pasta with roasted veggies and once I was all done I set the table and served their meals then went to my room to eat. I wasn't apart of their family so therefore I didn't have a space at the table and either way I didn't want to be around them so I was greatfull I could stay to myself.

Once it hit 7pm I went downstairs to get the table clean and do the dishes and tidy small things around the house so I didn't have much to do in the morning.

After I got everything done I went to my room and got a nice warm shower to relax my body. Stepping out to dry myself I stood for a minute looking at myself in the broken mirror, this wasn't me I looked pale and the black and blue bruise on my cheek, my eyes looked lifeless the whole thing is that I look dead, I felt dead.

Shaking away my thoughts I got dressed in my worn out clothes and immediately going to bed. It was a cold night so I just cuddled up in bed with a blanket and laid there for seconds before my mind started going a million miles per hour overthinking.

Will I ever get out of this hell hole or do I have to die first if that's the only way I could help with that, I haven't tried anything in years and I'm sincerely proud of myself but if I need to do that to ease the pain or to end it I'll gladly do it without remorse.

There was no good that will come out of this I will have to do something about it or I will be going through this for the rest of my life. Life is dumb stupid for me and I hate every bit of it, I hate that dad had to die and I hate mom for marrying someone this horrible and dying leaving me behind to face the horrors of life.

If I could run away I would but he made it a point to lock the door from the outside whenever they leave the house and the windows can only be opened from the outside. I felt trapped like an animal in a cage and I was only being used for their gain.

I know he knows Olivia wasn't being truthful earlier but what was the point they would take advantage of me every chance they get and he surely wasn't gonna past that one up.

Death. That's what I wanted I want to die, to just end all there is to life to just go in one piece and don't have to suffer any longer but what was the point, dying won't make any difference who will care if I die? no one even cares that I'm alive. I hate this... With all that thought my pillow was soaked with tears, I'll just get whatever sleep I can now since I have to be up early to make breakfast.

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A//n

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