Sweet Revenge

I

Six years before.

"Dad remind me...where are we going again?"
I asked to my dad, this time a little more annoyed. We've been traveling for a couple of hours now and I had no idea where we were headed.

"Kyla do me a favor and keep quiet, I already have an headache and I don't need hearing that annoying voice of yours"
Ellen my dad's girlfriend had the guts to tell me.
She was one of those white, blonde haired, blue eyes with fake boobs type of girls; she had just four years more than me but acted like she was all that better.

"If you didn't want to hear me you should have left ya stinky fake ass on the street where it belongs"
I said rolling my eyes.

After my mom died my dad didn't waste time, he found this bitch somewhere and brought her home expecting me to treat and respect her like a mother.
This nigga got it all wrong if he thought even for a second I could treat her like someone I care about, let alone a mother.

"Joseph! Did you hear what that brat just told me?"
She said to my father with that scratchy voice that I hated so much.
"Kyla apologize to Ellen right now. And I don't wanna hear you say another word.
Are we clear?"

Hell should have frozen over before I apologized to her.
So I just rolled my eyes and shifted my attention to my phone.
I closed my eyes, put on my earphones and listened to my favorite song, Ay Dios Mío! by Karol G.

After a few minutes I heard the car stop; I didn't even had the time to realize what was happening that my phone war ripped from my hands and my earphones along with them.

Someone grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the car.
What the actual fuck. I thought.
I was about to say something when I heard a loud smack, followed by my head almost making a turn of 360 and a stinging pain to my left cheek that made me cup that are with my hand.

My head snapped so fast that surprised even me. I was ready to curse that little bitch, I was sure as hell she did it cause that wouldn't be the first time.
"What the hell is wrong with yo-"
Once I looked up words got stuck in my throat, I met my father's dark emotionless gaze.

My eyes started burning, i couldn't believe my father would have done something like slapping me.
Since my mother died he became colder towards me, our relationship changed drastically and Ellen's arrival only made things worst.
But I really didn't thought things were this bad.

"When I speak to you I expect an answer!
Are we clear!?"
He said yelling in my face.
A lonely tear fell on my check and I harshly wiped it away.
I can't believe he's treating me this way and for what? For telling the truth about that hoe?

"ARE WE CLEAR?!"
He yelled louder this time causing me to flinch.
"Y-Yes" I said looking at the ground, refusing to stare again at his gaze that held so much hate, all directed to...me.
I was trying so hard to contain the tears that threatened to fall but failing miserably.

"I Can't wait to get rid of you"
He then said under his breath before going back in the car but I managed to hear it all.
My eyes snapped up widening.
What did he mean by that?
More tears fell wetting my lips, I didn't know what to say, I was...speechless.

"Get ya fat ass in the car or we'll leave you here"
I heard Ellen tell me while snickering.
So I got in the car; not because that thing told me but cause If before I was sure my dad wouldn't have allowed something like leaving me on the street, now I was sure he would do nothing to stop it.

I kept crying silently in the backseat of the car, then my head and eyes felt heavy so I rested my head on the window and the last thing I saw before falling asleep was that bitch's ass face smirking like she won the fucking lottery.

I swear one of these days she gonna get that nonexistent ass of hers beaten.

And with that last good thought I fell asleep.
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After what seemed just ten minutes I was waken up by someone shocking me like I was some kind of package.
Groaning I opened my eyes just to find myself facing an unknown person.

He was a man in his forties, tall, with very short shaved brown hair and a pair of grey eyes that did not shown the slightest hint of emotions; he was dressed in a military uniform.

"She's awake"
He said before dragging me out of the car; now I was facing my father, Ellen and another man similar to the one next to me with the same uniform and hairstyle.

What the hell is going on?

"Dad...what's goin-"
"shut up!"
My father interrupted yelling at me again.

This nigga needs to calm the fuck down.

"I won't shut up dad, i need to know what the hell is going on! Why are we in this remote place and who are these people?"

I said almost yelling looking around me.

"We'll fix that mouth of yours."

The other man in front of me said.
I don't know the fuck is happening right now but today's not the day to be messing with me.

"You won't fix shit about me. Where the hell am I?!"

I snapped getting more annoyed. Everyone stayed quiet for a while, then someone started laughing.
As expected it was Ellen that witch.

"Oh, you have no idea what's gonna happen to you hon"
She said between laughs; I ignored her and shifted my gave to my dad who was...smirking.

"Dad...?"

"Don't call me like that ever again it disgusts me."
He said with a disgusted face.
"I'm not your father anymore and you will no longer be my...daughter"

He spatted the last part like it was poison. I felt the color draining from my face, why would he say something like this? Did I do something wrong?
"Dad wha-"

"DONT CALL ME THAT!"

He yelled causing even Ellen that was near him to flinch.
I didn't know what to say, words wouldn't come out of my mouth, my bottom lip started trembling as I felt big wet tears falling on my cheeks.

Everything around me seemed to disappear, I no longer heard what was being said around me.
I felt my chest tightening more and more, I felt like throwing up and cry out all the tears in my body.

I snapped back in reality as I saw my dad and Ellen reaching for his car. I tried following them but I felt someone hold my arm.
I tried to free myself from his hold but he just wouldn't allow me to.

"What are you doing let me go!"

I yelled, trying again but nothing.

"Dad help me please!"

He heard me I'm sure of it. Then why wasn't he coming back to me, why wasn't he helping me.

"I'm sorry!" I said crying and wriggling like a mad woman.

"DAD!"
"DAD PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME HERE!!"

As he got in the car I I kept calling him over and over again hoping he would change his mind but....that never happened.
He started the car and just left without looking back.

All my yelling and crying eventually turned into whines; I felt myself getting heavier and heavier until everything around me turned black.

The only person I had left forsaken me; now I am alone in this cruel world.
He will pay for it.
My so called dad will  pay dearly for doing this to me.