Chapter 1

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Once I hear footsteps approaching the basement where I am currently, I quickly stand up and await for what is to come

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Once I hear footsteps approaching the basement where I am currently, I quickly stand up and await for what is to come. The door swings open and I am gripped by my hair and thrown to the floor. With a grunt, I look up at the woman I am supposed to call mother. 

"DON'T LOOK AT ME YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! PACK ALL THE SHIT YOU HAVE THIS IS YOUR LAST DAY IN THIS HOUSE!" She yells kicking me a couple of times in my ribs before walking out. I lay on the cold floor for a minute before getting up and grabbing my duffle bag to fill with the "clothes" I have. Which is just 2 pairs of pants, 3 T-shirts, a couple of bras and underwear, and one pair of shoes. I go over to the false bricks that I had done myself and grab my guitar and hat. It was my father's but after he passed I quickly grabbed it before the bitch could burn it like the rest of his things. After packing everything I waited until she came back but when I heard the basement door open I looked up to see not my mother but him.

"Hello, princess," He says grabbing my face and sniffing my neck. Silent tears roll down my face as he continues to roam his hands all over my body. 

"Shh, Shh, Shh, Dont cry princess. It's just daddy," My stepfather says making me want to gag. 

"JAMES GET THE BITCH AND LET'S GO!" Tammy (Mother) yells from upstairs. James groans in annoyance but lets me go. He grabs me by my hair and drags me up the stairs. I don't fight because I learned a long time ago they like the struggle. I am tossed into the back of a Taxi with my head slamming against the window. I am surprised it didn't break by the sheer force he threw me. 

"Take the bitch to this address," Tammy says rudely to the taxi driver. He just nods and puts the address into his phone. She gives me one last look of distaste before walking off back into the house with James.

"I am so sorry about her," I say to the taxi driver who just gives me a nod. Sighing I look out the window and watch as the houses and ranches go by. 

8 Hours Later 

"Mam, we are here," The taxi driver says and I look up to see a beautiful house or mansion in front of me. 

(Entry Gate and Mansion)

(Entry Gate and Mansion)

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"Wow," I mutter under my breath

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"Wow," I mutter under my breath. Just then someone opens the door startling me. I look up to see a man dressed in a suit who is looking at me in shock. 

"Are you Alex?" He asks in what seems like an Italian accent to which I just nod grabbing my things and getting out of the taxi. The taxi driver drives off right after I get out without a word. I sigh and look back at the man who stands in front of me.

"Well I am Carter Weaver and I am head of this institute," He tells me. I nod again not really in the talking mood.

"(Clears Throat) Anyway, why don't you follow me in, and later when you join us for dinner you can be introduced to the others," He says. He begins walking away so I assume I am supposed to follow. But when he opens the door I am in complete awe of the place. I must have been in my own world looking around because when I look back at Mr.Weaver he is looking at me with a smile. 

"Come on I will show you to your room," He tells me walking up the stairs. I follow him and look around to see each door has a name on it. When I look down the hall there is only one door that doesn't have anything on it. When we get to it he opens the door and I step in looking around. 

"This is your room feel free to decorate it however you would like as you see on everyone's door they have certain interests. Um, your closet and bathroom are right here...wait is that all you have with you?" He asked as if he had just noticed my small duffle bag and guitar case. I nod and he sighs nodding.

"Well when you are all settled in we will take you shopping for some more," He says. I freeze knowing that everything comes with a price but don't question him on it. When I don't say anything he sighs and walks out.

"Oh and dinner is at 7," He says. I sigh setting my things down as I walk over to my door and close it. The best thing about this room is the balcony. I walk over to it opening the double doors and walk onto it. I smile as I feel the cool breeze on my skin. I hear what sounds like a horse and look down to see they have a barn. Wow, must be nice. I take a seat on one of the chairs and just rest my head on the balcony railing. 

3 Hours Later

I wake up to hearing a knock on my door. Yawning I quickly get up and open the door to see a talk bearded man who is not Mr.Weaver standing there with a bright smile on his face. I take a step back from him to see a slight change in his smile when I do.

"Dinner is ready and I will be showing you to the dining room," He says and I nod. I turn around walking back to the balcony and closing the double doors locking them. I turn back around and hold out my arm as if saying show me the way. He smiles and begins walking as I follow him.

"Oh by the way I am Charlie Reynolds," Mr. Reynolds says. I nod telling him silently I heard. We make it to the dining room where I see a table full of men sitting. I freeze and take a step back. TAMMY SENT ME TO A BOYS FUCKING INSTITUTE!!!



















TO BE CONTINUED.....

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