"No, daddy please! Stop, stop!" I sobbed and begged toward the demon creature I called my father. This was a daily routine of my morning - my father would come home from his late job, he'd barge into my room and wake me up by pulling my hair or kicking me in the stomach. He'll stop hitting me once he sees tears starting to form in my eyes or until he got bored. But on days he was drunk or cranky, he wouldn't stop until I either couldn't walk or breathe properly. Ever since my mother left him, my father hasn't been the same. I used to be his "little princess." But now - now I'm his "little bitch." I had been unpacking my belongings from the cardboard boxes when I heard my new room door close roughly. "Today you start senior year. You know what to do. Break the rules and I'll break you. Understand little bitch?", he jerked my head up to look at his disgusting face and I barley had the strength to nod. I had three simple rules my father had given me ever since I was eight:
1.) Don't tell anyone about what happens at home
2.) Don't make friends
3.) Never speak in school
Never once have I broken any of the rules, knowing if I do I'll be preparing for my death.
~Okay I know it's short but I wanted to do like a background info on Ariel. The next chapter will be longer, I just didn't know how to start and open the
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Nothing Like Us
Random"There's nothing like us, nothing like you and me, together," he said as his eyes pierced right into mine, making me become weak and craving for his touch. His hands slowly rubbing my lower back; he bends down and whispers into my ear "Nothing can m...
