Chapter 1

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Carlotta's p.o.v

I woke up feeling tired and weak,I checked the time on my phone 7:30,"shit I haven't made breakfast"

I limped downstairs and started making some omelette with bacon and freshly squeezed orange juice for the people I call parents.

"Where's my food you bitch"My step dad yells at me, I quickly serve his food, as soon as I did my face came it contact with a wall.

"Did I say I want an omelette with bacon, hmm bitch, I wanted a sandwich" I was thrown across the room and right there my body was used as a punching bag.

I saw my mum with the corner of my eye laughing at my miserable state,I cried until he grabbed a knife from his pocket and started carving on me.

"You are a slut, a bitch, no one will love you, everyone hates you " I cried and shouted " dad please stop "

"what did you call me, I told you always say sir looks like you are becoming forgetful let me remind you" He grabbed his belt and started hitting me with it.

After he was done him and mom left, I stood up and went to had a shower and clean my wounds.I didn't get go to school because mom and dad said I didn't deserve it.After 5 hours of cleaning and reading some books yeah I borrowed some from my friends Dylan and Emma.

They have being my friends since when I can remember,they even give be food so that I don't starve until mom and dad found out and beat the fuck out me after that I was starved for three days.

Mom and dad didn't come back, I assumed they went to a hotel. I was glad that I wasn't going to get beaten for some reason, I washed up and went to sleep on my make shift bed and dreamt of a horrible nightmare.

⚠️ Torture read at your own risk ⚠️

I was cleaning mom and dad's room went I saw a bracelet on the floor,I decided to keep it back,just then mom walked into the room and saw me holding the bracelet.

"You bitch how dare you try to steal, after every thing we have done for you, come here"

Mom dragged me and pushed me down the stairs. I was about to about to stand up when a vase came in contact with my head, blood oozed out.

Just then dad back and joined the beating while mom went to the kitchen to get something, probably to torture me with it.

But what I saw shocked me mom was holding boiling hot oil and before I knew it all the oil was on me, I screamed as the pot was pressed on my stomach where she had poured the oil,I screamed for my life and started apologizing.

"I'm sorry please stop I'm sorry I'm begging you Stoppppp"

⚠️ Torture over⚠️

"Stoppp"I woke drenched in my sweat,I checked the time and saw 6:00am,  at least I still had about an hour before they wake up,so I got up to go and have a shower.

Author's Note
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