Every Breath

Chapter 1

     (A/N so i thought i might start this book for the heck of it. Im not yet sure were this is going but if some people like it i might continue. :) enjoy.)

I wiped the sweat off my forehead with my one free hand. I've been outside all day, shoveling dirt, moving hay, feeding and washing the horses. Was this all my life was destined to be?

It was the same thing every day. Wake up before first light, clean this, clean that. Do this do that. I wanted more than this same old life. I wanted adventure, love, happiness, but like Maya says, those are for people who can afford it. 

My father had left my mother and I when I was very young. I only remember little things about him but my mother, she remembers everything.

After we found he had left us she was broken. She did nothing for days on end, hardly ate nor slept. Just sat there, staring off into space, her face dead. She was now an empty shell that did nothing but collect dust. I was left alone to fiend for myself for 3 years.

My poor mother had died 2 years ago from an illness and she told my step sisters to watch over me until I was married and moved out... or dead.

Demetria told me she died from heartbreak and not an illness. She told me that if I were to love, the same thing would happen to me. In the end I would be alone with nothing but my brokeness.

I told myself she was in heaven with my runaway father. If he were even alive , no knew for sure. Whether heaven existed or not I wanted to believe it was true and that they were in a better place. 

Living on this farm was bad but not as bad as living on the streets. Maya and Iriana were pretty but stubborn and devious, mini devils. Soon to grow up and be like my step mother, Demetria. That  heart-less cruel monster.  I'm not even sure why.  All I know about her is that she was a lazy child. Hardly worked a day in her life I bet. She had life handed to her on a silver platter. And still, that platter was not good enough for her.

I lost count of all the husbands she has had. She was nothing but a heart less old whore who wasted her youth on money and men.

In the beginning she got all she needed by selling herself on the streets, when I first started living with her, she tried to make me join her in the brothel she worked in. I was desperate so I said yes, things at first were easy. Washing tables, serving men and cleaning up after their disgusting acts.

 But after a big scene at the brothel, my days of working there were over. Then the days of abuse began...

It started small at first. Small shoves, little pinches, more chores, stuff like that. And I thought nothing of it. Discipline was necessary, I understood that. But then Maya and Iriana began to do it too. They all grew to hate me. And it felt like the more they hurt me, the more Demetria was proud.

During all of it, I held my tongue and tried not to say anything that might cause me more pain. I learned to ignore the looks, speak only when spoken too, and eventually became nothing more than a slave.

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I heared a scream coming from Iriana, as I put down the things I was holding, I ran to her aid. "Whats the matter?" I asked softly. Iriana was laying down on her bed, her arm thrown dramatically over her eyes. "Oh, its just, I think I might be getting sick, could you check?"

I walked over and placed my hand on her forehead. Next thing I know, her teeth are hooked on to my arm. I gasped and tried pulling away, she let go and laughed loudly.

An urge to slap her filled my body but I retained, she may of bit me but I couldnt do anything. I wiped the saliva on my apron and headed out of the room, she was trying to distract me from doing my duties.