Nina Verro was waiting for the moment she would die. Her fathers constant torture was sure to be her inevitable demise..... until she moved to Tulsa Oklahoma meeting a certain gang that taught her sitting around wilting and wasting her time wasn't l...
"Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength."
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Nina sat on the ice cold basement floor for an entire hour before she slowly stood up. Every muscle in her body wanted to refuse and let her drop like a bag of bricks. But Nina powered through it to a stand, but then she saw the basement stairs and let out a tired and pained sigh.
Each step hurt worse then the last but once she finally reached the top she let out a soft huff. She then sat at the kitchen catching her breath knowing she'd have to now climb the other stair case. After five minutes she began her climb up and held in her hisses of pain as she went up. By the time she got to the top she was shaking throughout her body. The pain was unbearable but once she reached her room she was able to take care of the wounds.
Once it was all patched up she slowly laid back on her torn comforter and felt herself relax onto it. Being untouched the fabric felt nice and cold relieving the pain for a second, and soon the girls eyes closed.
This was her normal. Hanging out with the guys wasn't her normal, she wasn't supposed to have friends.
When her morning alarm went off Nina rubbed her eyes with a pout to not make noises of pain and annoyance. She got dressed and showered before descending the stairs similar to how she climbed them. Grabbing pans from the bottom cabinets in the kitchen left her doubling over in pain her body felt weak and ready to just give up. Nina ignored it and cooked eggs, bacon and toast for her father who could be heard aggressively slamming things upstairs as he got ready.
Nina was breaking rules now that she never would have dared to before and it pissed him off. First she fooled around with some boy and now he hears that she committed vandalism on Greg Sheldon's car with the same one?
When Ivan Verro reached the table Nina sat in a chair with her eyes aimed at the table. She looked worse for wear as her skin looked sickly pale and her eye was bruised and had a cut under it. Her body was hunched over in pain as if moving the slightest bit made her ache and hurt.
He was proud that he punished her so well. But he was also getting tired of her rebelling again sat his rules.
When she turned 18 soon would she consider it freedom? He would probably kill her before he'd allow her such a thing. She didn't deserve it.
"Listen here and listen good- ...... if you do something else that bad I'll fucking kill you. No more of this- pathetic rebellion act..... I mean it." His eyes pierced her as she nodded mutely and continued to avoid any eye contact.
"LOOK AT ME!" He yells suddenly punching the table as hard as he could. It definitely left a small dent in it making the girl flinch and whimper out due to the pain in her body.
"Do I make myself clear?" He asks and Nina knew he wanted her to make eye contact and verbally answer. "Yes father. I'm sorry." Nina says in as strong a voice she can before he stands and goes to leave.
