Darkness has evolved for Larisa Santos - A waitress whose facing many trials in her current lifestyle. Her ruinous personality causes mayhem as she is determined to set herself free from her corrupt home life. This only impacts her decision when she...
WARNING: This chapter contains sexual violence and upsetting scenes.
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Larisa
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My heart skips a beat when I reply my time with Adam. Last night may not have been your everyday romance, but it was special to me.
My mind is overshadowed with each moment that's repeating between the biology of my skull. Adam dropped me home and all I could do was grant him one last smile before leaving. I hope fate allows us to align in the same path again.
My thoughts are wiped away the second I enter the house, greeted with a slap across my face.
"seu filho da puta", [You son of a bitch] Mom mutters out before grabbing my hair and pushing me back against the a wall. I screech out at the sudden interaction and stay in place with the harsh tug on my scalp. "Maria maybe we shoul-", Mom only interrupts John. "SHUT UP. Where the hell have you been!", She yells out in front of my face.
I stare at her with no remorse. "I went to study", I say and a laugh leaves her. "Study!? How thick do you think I am". I push my luck the second I spit back. "Pretty thick", I respond with bluntness.
This only earns me a harsh slap across the face before being thrown onto the floor. I collide with the staircase and feel a bruise form on the side of my hip once I meet the wooden ground. "Were you with a boy?", John asks and I stare at him with hate filled in my eyes.
Why the fuck does he care about that?.
"Were you!?", She yells out whilst towering over me. "No! And if I was it's none of your business", I say and I regret my words when she kicks me in the face. The harsh encounter causes my nose to bleed.
"You're a disgusting whore", she mutters out and I can't help the sad tears that forms in my eyes. Usually I would fight back, but in this moment i'm confused with everything that's happened.
She forces me on my feet and drags me upstairs by my hair, a feeling that makes me groan out with every step I struggle to take. "Get off of me!", I shout out before i'm thrown into my room. She's quick to grab my phone from the bedside table as I see a load of notifications that have come through.
"Give me that, that's mine!", I shout out. "No it's mine now! You can't have this", She says. "I paid for it so fucking give it to me", I say and charge to grab it from her. She stumbles back and hits her back on the corner of my side table once i've grabbed my phone.
With her exaggerated fall, I roll my eyes and watch her grunt as she starts to pull out her manipulation card. It took me a while to realize that she purposely harms herself in order to make me look evil. "Ow! minhas costas [My back]. How dare you push me!", She says with crocodile tears leaving her.
