Im ok right....

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It's been 4 years since I was diagnosed quirkless. Life hase been hell. I turned 8 yesterday and mom says says I'm old enough to make her money and stop being useless. I'm scared because all she does is come home drunk and beat me everyday and now there's more I'm going to be her little product to sell. And what's worse is I have to cover my cuts and bruises for school everyday. It's exhausting.

Timeskip a few weeks

Mom says I have my first client today and I have to be obedient to make myself useful for once. I'm so scared. I was dressed in a skimpy tank top and a mini skirt as a man walked in and paid mom a lot of money. "I want him all night" he said. Mom just nodded and left as the man brought me to the guest room that was decorated with toys. And well let's just say I cried a lot that night.

As I got dressed for school I tried to cover the bruises and hikies that man left me. It was a long day at school especially because I haven't eaten in days because mom wants me to be skinny for her clients. I got beet up at lunch but it's nothing I'm not used to though so I just got up brushed it off and went on with my day once I got home I had to prepare for another client. Today I had to wear fish nets another mini skirt and a pink mesh crop top.

Timeskip 2 years

I have been training when I have time but it's getting harder and harder because I get more clients and moms beatings are getting way worse but she doesn't scar because then I would be worth less. I have gotten pretty strong and I have mastered my quirk. What's great is that the insomnia actually doesn't matter because I'm busy with clients so technically my quirk doesn't have any drawbacks I also started online school so I have technical graduates high school so now I can focus on mainly helping people. I want to be a hero but that would be ridiculous since I would have to wait 8 more years so I have disided to become a vigilante. I know it's risky but what do I have to lose, I have no emotions or people who care.

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