It all started in San Fransisco, when I was twenty three, three years before I met Kilgrave, but I was an adult, why would I still be living with my parents? It's because they wouldn't let me leave home, nothing could describe of what I did to them, even to this day I regret what I did, but back then I wasn't the regrettable type, I was the one of types that didn't really care for anyone, anyways, on with the story.
I was sitting at the dining table with mom and dad sat there "I just don't understand why mother, why I have to be hidden from the world? You and dad get to leave the house, why not me?" I said slamming my hands on the dinning table, my mother looked up at me and glared at me "we're doing this to protect you from harm Luna, that's all we're doing" my eye twitched at her words.
"That's it. That's all you're gonna say. You and dad are gonna stay quiet while I stay hidden, well, if this is how things are gonna work I might as well just leave if this is how you're gonna treat me" I walked up the stairs and to my bedroom, I closed the door as I packed my suitcase and backpack.
After a couple of minutes, I walked down the worn-out stairs with my stuff, then my father stopped me dead in my tracks, anger plastered all over his face "I can't let you do this Luna, you can't just leave" I push him aside "I'm an adult, I can leave when I want" I continue to walk until I get pushed to the ground by my father "you're gonna go back up stairs and do as your told bitch!" I stood up and raised up my hand to grab his throat but instead I need up pinning him to the wall with nothing "call me a bitch one more time, I dare you" I said coldly as an idea popped into my head "put me down bitch!" He yelled, I smiled crazily and used my other hand to cut into his head with nothing.
He screamed in pain before he let out his last breath, I let him fall to the floor, lifeless. Motionless. That's when I heard a gasp from behind me "Luna, what did you do?!" She spat at me, I push her against the wall "I freed myself from father, now it's time to free myself from you" I raised my other hand and did the exact same thing I did to my father. I then grabbed my bags, one word lingering in my head.
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