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My name is Lilla Vendor and I'm a sixteen years old girl. There's nothing really special about me. Unless you can say I'm lucky to get bullied bye a gang of three at Westfield High. Oh and to go along with that I get badly abused bye my step father...

#aboused #blood #bullied #cutting #drama #highschool

~{chapter 4}~

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by candy_lover34

by candy_lover34

                                    
                                              ~~~recap~~~~~~~
But only to find a drunk step father on the couch
~~~end of recap~~
                          I tried to tip toe all the way to my room, but apparently failed.
                          "Hey whore!" He screamed.
                          It's funny considering that I never kissed anyone in my life. Wow small world right.
                          "SLUT LISTEN WHEN I SPEAK!" He yelled making me jump, but other than that he's distance wasn't that far anymore.  
"w-w-what do you want?" I stuttered with fear. His face wasn't far.
                          "I WANT YOU TO GO UP TO YOUR ROOM AND WAIT TILL I GET THERE!" Without a reply I went walking to me room. I waited knowing what's going to happen. 10 minutes later he arrived...
                          ~~~recap~~~~~~8 years ago~~~
"NEVER, UNLESS YOU TELL ME THE TRUTH! DID YOU TAKE MY BEER!" He said still slapping my cheek, but I stayed Quiet.
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                          "You know why I'm here, right?"
                          I didn't say anything.
                          "ANSWER ME BITCH!" He said I a louder tone.
                          "Yes."
                          "Well, get over here I need to tell you something."
                          I walked over, scared of all the possibilities he could try to kill me.
He whispered in my ear.
"Why did you take my cigarettes from the cabinet?" 
                          "I didn't want you to get lung cancer" I simply said.
                          "LIAR!" He said grabbing my hair and slapping me cold hard on the cheek.
"You just want to smoke yourself!" The truth was I didn't.
                          He started to punch me harder then usual.
                          After it was done I always get up and go to my bathroom to check the red marks that will soon fade to a dark purple.
                          In the mirror I saw a red hand mark on my left cheek.
                          I lifted up my shirt to see the rest of the damage. I gasped at what I saw.
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(A/N) 
So i have more chapters coming soon so be prepared. Oh and trust me it doesn't get worse nor better just read and find out.