La Niña Rara

- Capítulo Uno -

"Monstruo!" Hollen bellowed through gritted teeth. Caitlin had forgotten to shut the fuck up again, classic. Her screeching voice echoed through the walls of their house. Hollen was Caitlin's older brother, the eldest of the three children. 

"You fucking bitch, what is wrong with you?!" Megano growled, clearly pissed off by the constant noise, storming into Caitlin's cupboard of a room. Megano was the middle child, she probably had anger issues but didn't give as flying fuck if she did or not so was never checked. 

Caitlin's aqua blue eyes widened as the abuse was shot towards her, tearing up like the pussy she was. Saying that, don't feel bad for her, she was an annoying little fuck. She immediately stopped her childish noises and went back to her game, Fortnite.  She was allowed one hour a week on her Nintendo Switch which her parents had bought her for her birthday before knowing the truth. 

"What's going on here?" Billiam boomed. As he got closer, the floors of their old shack rumbled beneath them, the wood nearly giving way. Closely behind him, Saran followed, a slipper in hand.

"Monstruo, what the fuck are you doing?" Saran screamed, coating Caitlin's face in a fine layer of spit. It seemed that Saran had also just been eating a mini-muffin from the large pack of 20 that Billiam had purchased on Amazon. Not only was Caitlin's face covered in spit, but also the crumbs of a whole mini-muffin. 

"I- I-" she quivered, her high-pitched voice quaking under the pressure. 

Hollen rolled his eyes and went back to his cave of a room, taking the foul stench that surrounded the air around him and his dressing gown, with him. Megano fake gagged as he turned around.

"So you little shitbag, what were you doing?" Billiam shot at her, stroking his patchy beard with his monkey hands. 

"P-playing Fortnite with Tyler." She squeaked out finally, her rolls sweating under her shirt.

"That's it you spoilt brat, no more Fortnite." Saran snapped, grabbing the switch from Caitlin's cupboard room, yanking out her cheap headset as she did so. 

Caitlin had learnt over the years to not respond to this, as it could be worse, much worse. 

"Which Tyler, better not be that little prick Tyler Church!" Megano wheezed, grabbing the switch from her mother's grasp. She snorted as she realized it was.

"Even you can do better than that greasy git!" She cackled as she stormed away blasting music that was popular five or so years ago. She was stuck in the past that girl. What a mug, people were surprised that she had any friends, let alone all of the weird kids crushing on her.

Caitlin retreated to her cupboard room and wiped her slimy yet crusty nose onto her old scummy toys that she wouldn't get rid of. Hot tears rolled down her red chubby cheeks, not her ass cheeks though, they still hadn't made it into the tiny room. She drifted off to sleep shortly after her tantrum.