Chapter 15 - Flashback 2

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TW: Verbal abuse/Yelling

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I was in...a room...the living room. I had gotten back from my first day of school...I think...the memory felt blurry...I couldn't ever remember much that day...all I knew was that I was only 6 when it happened.

I looked around, the place felt oddly familiar...I don't know why. I remember seeing my father holding a letter...I don't know what I did today...

"Vinny! Get your ass over here! NOW!"

His voice sent me into fight or flight and-

Vinny..?

No...not Vinny...not Vinny...not Vinny..

"I said over here, VINNY!"

I quickly walked over, he was tall, 6 feet tall with dark brown hair and his face was fuzzy. He was wearing a white button-up, a brownish-grey vest and grey trousers.

"Vinny. Why did your school send me this?!"

I don't know, father.
That's what I was thinking.

"Well? Speak up!"

"I-I-I-I don't know, Daddy..."

I sounded so pathetic...I wish I could've said more or fought back...but something stopped me from doing so...and it wasn't father...almost like I was being controlled.

"You don't know?!"

Shit. He was definitely angry now...

"N-No...I don't know..."

He just stared coldly...at least I felt a cold stare...

"Go to your room."

"But...what about dinner..?"

"Fuck dinner. Go to your room."

I scurried away, I didn't even know why I spoke back to him instead of just leaving...maybe I didn't deserve dinner after all...maybe I was a bad girl...

I closed my door, trying not to accidentally slam it or cause someone to notice me upset. I went to look in my mirror.

I saw a little girl with brown hair, dark brown eyes, creamy skin, a grey dress and a white undershirt.

I held my hand over my mouth and gasped.

No...I'm Vox...not Vinny...

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