Chapter 4

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Don't let me fall if you won't catch me.

                                     •Lypophrenia •
Term that refers to a feeling of sadness without causes mostly when you miss someone

                                     •Lypophrenia •Term that refers to a feeling of sadness without causes mostly when you miss someone

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They finally open the door and my face is met with my 'father' more like my mothers ex-husband. Surprisingly he had a smile on his face and welcomed me inside.

A smile? He didn't have a smile on his face when he neglected me..he didn't have a smile on his face when he kicked me and my mother out of the house.

So why does he have a smile on his face now? How ironic, he kicked us out with hatred in his eyes and now he's welcoming me in with interest in his eyes.

Is that the reason he made me come back? He was interested in me? "How did the girl turn out when she had a slut for a mother and an unstable roof ready to break over her head at any moment?"

I was still composed on the outside but my head was a mess, thinking of all the possibilities.

When suddenly I heard my name being called, "Renaé!" I snapped out of my trance and look up at my stepfather.

It was starting to rain a little, but I was to preoccupied to care. I always loved sitting in the rain while my body was getting drenched and I unconsciously did that again.

I was ushered inside as someone yelled at the maids to bring me a towel so the water didn't get everywhere. Of course they didn't care about me, they cared about their floors.

"Boys, girls introduce yourselves oldest to youngest." My stepfather demanded.

I raised my hand slightly and said "There's no need."

My stepfather kept insisting until I said "There's no need for any introduction, I remember all of you and everything you guys did to me."

My stepfather's smile faltered a bit before it went back to how to was before.

He took a breath before he started "Oh about that..maybe if you didn't-"

"Excuse me, can someone show me where i'll be staying?" I said interrupting him.

Just because I don't take any disrespect doesn't mean I don't know how to use my manners.

A maid stepped forward and slightly bowed her head while taking me upstairs.

I made my way upstairs while going into my new room. It was horrendous, it was hot pink, even the floors had hot pink carpets.

I turned to the maid and began to talk "It's ugly, is there any spare rooms?"

She looked at me not surprised by what I said while she led me to what I later found out was one the of guest rooms.

When I entered the guest room it was dark grey and the room was big, it had a connected bathroom and closet.
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I decide to check the room for cameras and microphones, there were no cameras but I found 3 microphones.

Should I get rid of them or manipulate them since I can just use them to my advantage.

I didn't have any time to think as I heard heavy footsteps and yelling.

"I went into Renaés room to get her downstairs for dinner and she's not in there!" Someone said

I stepped out the guest room and went downstairs seeing random people yelling, I found my way to the dining area and sat in a seat.

I was sitting there for peacefully until someone came inside the room, Emily.

"Why are you guys making a big fucking deal when the bitch is right here." She said rolling her eyes.

That seemed to get the attention of everyone else as they stormed into the room, furious.

"Where the hell have you been!" my stepfather yelled

I looked at him with a blank face before saying "In the guest room."

"Why the hell were you in the guest room when you have a room that was made for you!" He continued screaming.

"It was ugly so I moved to the guest room instead, are we done with this conversation?" I responded

He just mumbled something under his breath and told the guards that they've found me.

Family isn't
just blood
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