Hell And Back

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Orabella's pov:

"Orabella you little slut come down here right fucking now!" a too loud voice woke me up from a sweet dream, my drunk father is yelling at me again of course.
"coming!" i yelled back, my life turned to hell ever since my mother died, well killed. but either way she's no more.
i got up from the warm bed and put a jacket on on my way out of my bedroom. it was a very freezing sunday morning, the beautiful nature dressed in  white, the freezing breeze in the morning is my everyday refresher.
as i'm going downstairs i was met with a pair of red eyes and unstable angry figure. of course, my father is drinking again, and it means i'm going to get beaten up, again. i don't have any idea why he hates me, or what me and my mother have ever done to deserve such cruelty, but it's there none the less.

"yes father" i sighed annoyingly

"you little slut are coming with me right fucking now no question asked or i swear to god your fate will be the same as your mother's." he sharply terrifying quietly hissed at me.

"you can swear to god all you want he's not the one listening" i whispered to myself but he heard me talking so he asked

"did you say something? "  his angry self is making me shake, a now normal and spontaneous reaction from me when i see him.

"yes i said can i atleast change my outfit?" i lied, well not really, i was wearing a white dress, its skirt or gown thing is loose so i will freeze leaving the house wearing it.

"no! get in the car! now" he angrily demanded, well ordered. if i said no he'll beat me up until i can't even walk on my own.
i did what i was told and i got in the car, he locked the house front door and headed to his driver seat door and sat inside.

"where are we going?" i asked after he started the car and drove away.

"shut up you little brat, i have a very pretty surprise for your ungrateful ass"

i kept my mouth shut and i rested my head on the window staring outside.
he was driving on a very familiar road, the forest's road, why is he taking me to the river? i asked myself, guess his surprise is leaving me there until a wolf decides to tear me limb to limb.
the car drove on the familiar tight road leading to the forest, he stopped the car when he couldn't drive it deeper anymore due to the lack of open space to fit the vehicle.
he took his seatbelt off and opened his door and got out, he walked towards the passengers seat door where i was sitting and opened it

"get out"  he hissed at me and i obeyed him, he headed towards the backseat and took ropes out, well that's interesting...
the snow here is so beautiful yet so fatale, i'm wearing a dress here instead of fifty layers of clothing to keep me warm.
the river is just frozen now, a pit of ice and coldness, deadly to whoever crazy person decides to take a swim.

"what are these for?" i curiously asked but he gave me a very annoyed angry stare then he took an axe out of the car too.

"is that an-"

"hands behind your back, now!" he yelled.
but i froze in my place when i realised what he meant.
when i didn't do anything he rushed angrily towards me, forced my hands behind my back and tied them up with the rope, i fought his tight grip but it was worthless.

"i finally know how to get rid of you properly, you can't run now bitch"

he headed to the river forcefully dragging me with him while i was screaming until he stopped when we got beside a tree,

"stop it let me go" my desperate voice came out shaking trying to fight him off but as usual, i'm so weak against him.
he tied my hands to a tree branch and he walked towards the middle of the river with the axe.