𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 | paused

One

(A/N lots of parts from this story are referenced and inspired from 'our obsession' so give credits to that book and give it a read, its so good!!)

Aria.

Pacing around my 'room'- it dosent even count of a room because I only have a small, very small closet, a mattress and a thin blanket on the floor, I'm checking the time every minute waiting for Matt- my step-dad-to come home, hoping to God that he dosent beat me.

Yesterday, I had a horrible beating, and I can barely stand, let alone walk, but the pain is only barable because I'm so used to it by now. Well, kind of. I just dried swallowed like 3 painkillers because of how bad my ribs hurt. I'm pretty sure Matt broke some bones this time.

And just like that, I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the slam of a car door - that means Matt is home from work - SHIT. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I forgot to make him food. I'm so going to get beat for this.

I'm just going to pray and hope to God he's in a good mood today.

but as always, luck isn't on my side today. or any day, for that matter.

And of course he has to come up here.

"ARIA, YOU WHORE, WHERE IS MY FOOD??" Matt yells from the bottom of the stairs.

I flinch at his voice booming through the house. it's more like the size of a shed but house works.

BANG BANG BANG

Matt starts banging at my door.

I stay silent. "YOU SLUT, WHY ISNT MY FOOD READY?" he yells through the door.

my door is locked so I'm just hoping if I'm silent and keep it locked he'll leave me alone tonight.

oh how wrong I was. if only I knew.

Suddenly the door is burst open, and he starts kicking my ribs

I scream in pain because they still haven't healed from my other injury.

"why. the. fuck. isn't. my. food. ready? hm?" ye says calmly. too calmly.

"i-i-im sor-sorry s-sir, i-i fo-forgot." I stutter out. why did I stutter? ugh!

"oh your going to be sorry. real sorry." Matt states in a cold tone that sends shivers down my spine.

after he's done kicking, punching and slapping, he finally walks away leaving me in a puddle of my own blood on my floor.

Finally he's gone!! or so I thought.

Matt comes back in my 'room' but this time he's holding a knife. wait.. A knife?! he's going to kill me. like really kill me. oh lord help me.

"You really thought I was done with you, slut?" I nod my head weakly and whimper in pain. Damn my ribs are killing me.

he slowly walks twords me with the knife, I whimper in pain, frantically shaking my head no, he lifts up my shirt to stab me or do whatever he wad going to do I kick him weakly, which makes him drop the knife.

I pick up the knife and stab him.

I stab him until my arm hurts.

oh God I stabbed him!!

I just stabbed him!! like 30 times!!

I'm gonna go to jail!!

this is bad. really bad. he's dead!!

I don't know whether to be happy or sad.. so I call the police not knowing what to do.

the lady tells me to stay calm and help will be on the way. I start sobbing once the reality sets into my brain.

I killed him.

I have the knife.

I don't feel guilty.

what's gonna happen to me now?

TIME SKIP MOTHER FLIPLERS

I'm currently at a police station.

I lied and said I came home from the store and saw him dead.

"Okay, sweetie, we're going to take your DNA to see if you have any living relatives who are willing to take you in." The officer who I learned was officer val, said.

I muttered an okay.

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