This story will be in third person unless stated otherwise.
Chapter 2
Dinner was horrible. Axel glared at their uncle the whole time and their uncle glared at Jaqueline. Her parents ignored her completely for her older brother Rance. God she hated him, everything was his fault. Yes, including Roman being taken away along with her little brother being locked up during the day.
Axel was young and they had already started experimenting on him just like all her other siblings had been. She hated the experiments, they were usually very deadly and meant to see how long they could withstand them. Her sister Adeline died in her last experiment. They were trying to "perfect" the whole family.
The last experiment Jacqueline had to endure was months ago, she thought her family gave up on perfecting her and honestly she couldn't be happier. The experiment was conducted by Rance as proof that he was perfect. She was tortured with memories of Roman and Adeline.
Jackie had been in the room when Adeline died well was murdered and it would scar her for the rest of her hopefully very short life. They had had Adeline brutally mualed and raped by vile men to see if she could survive in the "real world". Adeline failed and payed her life for it.
"Jacqueline!"
Her head snapped and she snarled at Rance who had hit her. Rance smirked as he hit her again. She turned away as to soften the blow.
"Axel! Go to your room. You don't need to see this."
Axel had tears sliding down his face as he ran to his room as Jackie saw him close the door she was struck again.
"Oh, sister you'll die just like Adeline did if you keep embarassing the family." Rance grimaced as he looked down at her. "She was too weak to be a Richardson anyway."
Jacqueline rose to her full height and attacked her brother.
"You won't talk about Adeline that way! You monster, you killed her!"
"And I'll kill you Jacqueline!" She stared at Rance in disbelief how could the boy that protected her from the bullies at school say that to her?
"You can go to your room now. I got what I wanted. Obviously you still have the fight in you that made you useful in the first place. Your experimenting starts back up next week."
Jacqueline couldn't stand to be in that room with her family any longer and she ran out of the mansion. It was snowing and the blood poured down her cheek heavily as she ran into someone. He looked familiar as she took his hand and got up.
"Hey Jackie."
Nash. It was Nash. She laughed as he took her face in his hands and wiped the blood away. "Taking it Rance is back in town."
She nodded as he sighed.
"Come on."
Twenty minutes later and she was walking in the entrance of Nash's house. Nash's house smelt of alcohol, pot, and sex. It was the typical scene of a teenage party or at least she thought so.
"Hey Nash! Who's the chick?"
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Blood is Thicker Than Water
Teen FictionThis is the story of Jacqueline Richardson and her unfortunately beautiful life.