dirty little secrets

punishment

Scarletts pov:
Since I got back to this place, I've been treated worse than I was before. It's awful here. I wish that I could just leave. I wish that I had a normal life like she did.

As soon as we got back here, Phillip hit me because I got out, and he's been so angry with me.

He's even locked the door to my room so that I can't go anywhere else.

He's taken away the books that he gave me, and he's been coming to see me a lot more often.

Suddenly, I hear the creaky sound of the door unlocking, and I move myself back into the corner when he steps into the room.

"Scarlett..."

He shuts the door behind him before walking over and sitting as close to me as possible.

"I've been thinking about what you did." He tells me.

I just listen.

"I've decided that it's best for you to be punished so that you can learn from this." He says.

I hang my head, staying completely silent as he walks across the room and pulls over a small chair.

"Come and sit here." He points to the floor in front of him.

I decide that just best that I do what he tells me because I don't want to be hurt anymore.

I sit on the floor in front of him, and I feel his fingers start to run through my hair. "You have such beautiful hair. I wish I didn't have to do this, but you have to learn." He tells me.

I then watch as clumps of my hair fall to the floor next to me. I no longer feel my next covered by my hair, and I immediately know what he's done.

I begin to cry at the thought of it.

"Hush now." He tells me.

"Now you look even more like her..." he tells me, which makes me cry more.

I wish that I was her. I wish that she was me.

I want everything that she has.

The way she chooses to ignore the fact that I exist makes me feel like no one will ever love me.

"Don't worry. It'll grow back in no time." He seems cheerful.

I slow, take my hand to the back of my head, and feel tears drip down my face as I feel how short my hair now is.

"Just leave me alone..." I say quietly as I get up frome the floor.

"What did you just say to me?" He asks.

"Nothing." I sniffle.

"Good. That's what I thought." I smiles.

I watch as I then leave the room, shutting the door behind it, and the sound of the key turning echoes through the room.

I hate it here.

I just wish that i was normal.