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This Story Does Contain Detailed Gore, BDSM, Public Sex, Homelessness, SA, Abuse, Domestic Abuse, Sex Trafficking, Mental Illness, And Addiction.
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Chapter 5 | Kyle Wilson
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11 Years Ago
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"Mom, where's Nyra going?" I asked my mom who was smiling down at the suitcase that was filled with cash, cash that we've never had before.
"None of your business, Kyle. My god, do you ever shut up?!" She scolded me, today was my 16 birthday and she forgot.
Why am I shocked about this? I don't know, I always hoped that her and the man who I call father would change.
But they never did.
"Where the Fuck is my sister?!" I smacked the suitcase filled with money to the ground, towering over my mother.
"She has what every rich man wants, her innocence and beauty. Every homeless person wants, money and drugs."
My heart dropped, she got fucking sold?!
"You sick bitch!" I roared and slapped her, she pulled out a pocket knife before pointing it at my throat.
"Don't ever hit me, I'm your mother!"
"She was your daughter! Yet you still sold her to a fucking stranger for drugs and money!" I was filled with anger, she is only 11 and she is in the hands of an old strange man.
Who knows what he'll do to her?
"You really think I give a single fuck about you little shits?! I just waited till someone wanted to buy one of you, I got pregnant on purpose when I was homeless. Now look at me, my life changed just by selling her." She laughed at my face, I've never wanted to Kill someone this much.
"You fucking-" before I could strangle her with my hands, my father tackled me down and began strangling me.
"Kill him, Babe." My mother said, they were both laughing at me as I struggled to breathe.
"N-No-"
I closed my eyes and begged for someone to save me but no one ever did. Until a girl with long blue hair stabbed my dad in the throat before stabbing my mom in front of me.
Blood splattered all over us as the knife hit the vein on my parents throat, they collapsed to the ground while blood spilled like a water fountain.
"A-Are you okay?" She was shaking, did she know what she was doing? Why was she reacting like that if she just stabbed them?
"Yes, are you okay? Why did you stab them?" I got up and breathed heavily, catching my breath.
"Y-You needed help, I wasn't gonna let it happen again." Her voice was shaking uncontrollably, she put away the knife and looked down at her bloody hands.
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