𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐇.𝐒] vol.2

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Who be reckless just enough
Who can hurt but

Who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised
And gets used by a man who can't love

And then she'll get stuck and be scared
Of the life that's inside her

Growing stronger each day
'Til it finally reminds her

To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes

she use to be mine-Sara Bareilles

TW// UNDERAGE SEXUAL ABUSE AND VIOLENCE.

1994

I hated this. 

Daddy forcing me to sit at the table with the witch in front of me with her big round belly that was giving me a glare that could kill me, like she'd even be able too -To scared of daddy to even try.  This was her second try on having a baby since daddy really wanted a baby boy but that just annoyed me cause I knew he'd replace me with it.

I hated what daddy forced me to do with him but I didn't endure for it years just for some baby, a boy, to steal it away from me just for having a penis between it's legs. 

"Sweetheart what have I told you about frowning" I pulled my face into a pleased one as I smiled at him trying my best not to seem that I was planning a way to get rid of the baby boy. 

But June had told me it's a bit late to wish the baby way since he'll be coming soon in a few months like I cared if it was too late. I just wanted him gone. 

And what she knew about babies, she didn't have any anyways -she was only here to help the witch to take care of the baby as if I didn't exist in the house anymore, my own nanny was afraid of me after I bite her in the arm when I was nine but who told her to try and give me a bath without asking me first. 

"How are you feeling Ellie?" Daddy pressed his hand on the witch's stomach as she gave him a glare pushing it off with a grunt not enjoying his touch making me smile, at least I wasn't the only one. 

He glared at her as she rolled her eyes "It's fine, kicking as usual" She muttered annoyed rubbing her hand with a look I didn't know what it was, probably regret. 

Everyone knew the witch hated kids especially me, when I first met her she tried to send me to a boarding school which I hate that daddy didn't agree with. I had to stay here with him because I was his. 

I hated that. I felt like a dog. 

Grandmother never understood why her own daughter got pregnant if she didn't want kids but she didn't know that there wasn't a choice in it, like my mother didn't have choice when I was little. It's the same story over and over again. 

I can still hear my mother screaming. 

But in the end daddy gets what he wants, that's how I'm here. Unlike June's little remarks to her husband about the witch closing her legs once in a while as if her horrible personality would make daddy keep his hands off her but I learned that it wasn't that easy.

Or I would have done it yesterday. 

"You sure it's a boy? The picture you brought me I can't see shit, you know we've been trying for a boy for years" Daddy asked the witch with a irritated tone as we both rolled our eyes at him knowing how much he wanted a boy.