chapter 3

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(guys TW be careful and btw I won't put wornings anymore this is a violent book!)


Lilyan Martin



After mum asked Josh, her co-worker to put me in the basement because apparently I was too heavy, she left. Actually all of them did.

Not even 47 minutes later the 2 girls that were with mum came back holding a bag... A really familiar bag.

Torture bag.

This bag is full of knives, belts, large boxes and a side of them some water in case they wanted to make me drown, and more torturing stuff.

One of the girls was wearing a tight pink skirt with a tight pink shirt that had the word 'barbi' and her lips were over filled.

The other one wore a tight brown dress.

"I'm bubble." The girl wearing pink spoke in a high pitched tone that made me miss my math teacher's voice.

"Bubble?? As if in a name?" I questioned. If I was a mother I would never do my kids badly and name them bubble.

Suddenly the girl in the brown gasped.

"DID YOU JUST MAKE FUN OF MY FRIEND'S NAME." she shouted.

"I-I no, no I didn't-" I spoke. I mean I should be scared they brought the weapons I'm sure they won't be afraid to use them on me.

"AND NOW YOU CALLING MY FRIEND, MASIA A LIER ??" Bubble screamed.

"I- uh please, you got it all wrong. I was just ask-" I didn't get to finish my word when something strong hit my face.

I let out a cry of pain.

The hit has damaged my nose more. Bitch.

"Ugh what is this noise." My mum said as she came done to the basement with her co-worker.

"Your daughter is rude. She made fun of my name. Like, how could she. My name is amazing. And then, she accused MY friend, MY bestie of lying like-"

Her words were cut off by Josh pulling me by the collar of my shirt and pushing me hard to the ground and then pulling my hair making me look up at them.

A small sob left my mouth as I tried to touch my face with my hands but, my hands were to shaky to even be moved.

I was scared...I am scared.

"Cut the bullshit bitch. You deserve it." Mum said.

" Mama... please don't do this to me." I sobbed out.

"Again ?" Masia scoffed. "She's just disrespecting you."

"I'm sorry. I swear I am. Please mama- ma'am I'll behave please." I begged.

"You know. This is the second time. Actually, third time she called you that and you warned her but she still doesn't understand." Bubble ranted.

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