Their stolen princess

INTRODUCTION

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I'll make a character chapter describing everyone in a bit but before I do that I want to thicken out the plot and characters a little more.

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Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap. I'm so dead. I cant believe I slept in. I quickly limped up the basement stairs, trying my best to not whimper. Peter really did a number on me last night, although I did deserve it.

Quickly opening the old kitchen door, I grabbed the eggs and bacon, turned the hob on and started toasting the bread. For the first time that morning I took a breath, they don't have to know I was a bit late.

As I was setting the table I zoned out, thinking about my new school. My parents are involved in some pretty sketchy business so we move about a lot. No matter how many schools I go to, nothing ever changes. I am always the freaky outcast. I wonder if this school will have many clubs. Maybe I could make friends, no. I shouldn't try make friends. Peter and Mary wouldn't want me to bother people.

Maybe just one friend.

We could cook together, have sleepovers at her house, play games and watch movies. Maybe she'll have a dog. Or a cat. Or even a fish. Or perhaps a bir- SLAP.

Peter's rough hand connecting with my cheek brought me back from my daydreams.

"You really thought you could get away with being a lazy little whore, didn't you? Why the hell isn't my breakfast ready you useless freak!" Peter screamed above me while delivering a nasty kick to my stomach.

"s-sorry sir, I am so sorry. I will finish it right away." I stuttered apologetically.

His face contorted into a sickening smirk as a thought struck him. He leaned down and grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look up at his grey, bloodshot eyes.

"I was about to hit that pretty little face of yours but remembered some of our friends are coming around tonight and they wouldn't want to see you all black and blue. No," he leaned in closer, his rancid breath attacked my nose. "they want to see your pretty skin unmarked. At first. They just love seeing your milky skin covered in their marks. Their punches, kicks. Bites. We are going to make a fortune tonight baby. Maybe I could get your darling little sister that phone she wants."

He dropped my face as soon as he saw tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Now, stop being so disgusting, wipe that filth off your face and get me my damn breakfast. Can you do that, baby girl?"

He walked away from me and presumably went to wake the rest of my family. I slowly got up from the ground hissing in pain, my ribs were aching and bruised. I fought through the pain and started to plate the breakfast, setting the table for four.

When I heard footsteps coming down the stairs I ran to my corner and looked down at my feet. I heard it was my younger sister and started panicking when she continued in my direction. I went to glance up at her but she grabbed my white hair and forced my head back down.

"Eyes down freak, show some respect. Now, go put some chilli flakes in my eggs while I go to the bathroom. I'm in a spicy mood today." I felt her icy clue eyes glaring daggers at me. I completely froze in fear, only relaxing when her footsteps retreated upstairs.

I quickly scampered to the pantry, grabbed the chilli flakes, sprinkled them over her breakfast and returned to my corner.

One by one my family entered the kitchen. Mary and Peter came down holding hands and sat down at the table while eating and after several minutes my sister returned.

"Are you excited for your first day back sweetie?" Peter doted

"Yes daddy, I am just sooo happy that Brittany is gonna be in my class. We are going to have loads of fun together." Stephanie replied in a sickly sweet baby voice. It always made me cringe but I guess Peter and Mary believed it. Brittany was Stephanie's horrible little gremlin friend. The two seemed to take pleasure in humiliating me.

"Aww, you are too perfect bumblebee, I am so sorry that she has to go with you, just tell us if she is being a bother. Your dad will sort her out, won't you Peter?"

"Of course wifey. Talking about sorting her out Richard and some other guys are coming over tonight and we need Elena for some...entertainment. Is it ok if we take up the living room and basement?" He already knew the basement would be free, who else would want to go down there.

"AHH" I heard my younger sister squeal "It's sooooo spicy, daddy she made my eggs too spicy. My mouth is on fire, look at what she did. I knew she hated me." She cried, clinging to Peter. Ever the little actress.

Suddenly, a glass hit me square in the face, shards cutting my skin. I screamed in pain from the unexpected attack.

"LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID YOU HORRIBLE, UGLY, LITTLE FREAK" Peter screamed, jumping up from the table.

"You are going to pay tonight, I think i should invite George around. He's missed you...Now go tidy yourself up and get to school, you can put these dishes away when you get back." When he mentioned that man memories flooded my mind. He was my first and always said he would be my last. He truly was the worst of my fathers associates.

I quickly nodded my head and ran past them down to the basement. I flung myself onto my mattress and started crying. What did I do to deserve this? I seemed to constantly ask myself this question.

I picked myself up and pulled my black hoodie over my head. I cleaned up my cuts that were made at breakfast and put several plasters over the open wounds. Then I brushed my hair out quickly, trying to manage it and covered my neck and face with some foundation in an attempt to hide the marks my father just made.

Staring at my reflection, I truly understood the name freak. My skin was way too pale and my long hair was practically the same colour; it was a very, very light blonde. My eyes were my least favourite feature, and I hated all of my features. They stood out like a sore thumb because one was a dark blue and the other was green. I used to wear contacts into school so both eyes would be blue, but Peter wanted me to suffer so he took them off me

I heard the front door slam and guessed it was Stephanie getting a ride to school. I'm not surprised that I have to walk but I am still upset.

I left the basement and slipped out the front door and started my walk to school. I must remember my rules. Keep my head down, don't talk to anyone, don't eat lunch and don't bother my sister. I have a good feeling about this school. I truly believe I will make a friend.

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