Chapter 6

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"Why are we at my p-parents house." I stuttered. Austin just smiled and kissed my cheek.

"I need to give them the money." he mumbled. um what money?

"What money? austin I'm your err slave didn't you already pay for me?" I asked while taking my seat belt off.

"Yes and no. I paid for you but I owe them 5 gran and I need to give it to them now." He mumbled.

I was opened my mouth because I was about to ask him a question but soon closed it because I didn't know what to say.

"Please don't bring me inside there." I begged.

"No you're coming with me so stop being a fucking brat and get the fuck out of this car." he was so pissed. His bipolar is coming now

"But I really can't I'm not sure i-" I couldn't finish my sentence because I felt a sharp pain hit my left cheek.

He slapped me. He didn't even care.

"You're gonna get off the fucking car understand?!" he yelled gripping my right hand that was holding my left cheek.

I nodded slowly and got off the car. I can tell he is still mad at me.

He went by my side and tried holding my hand but I moved my hand before he could hold it which seemed to anger him.

"Hold my hand." he said putting his hand out. I grabbed it right away because I know what he will do if I didn't.

When I grabbed his hand he pulled me closer to him and whispered to me "Don't you ever dare disobey me, there will be some punishments when we get home."

I shivered at him and he knocked on the door harshly.

The door opened and I saw my parents. they looked so happy and looked like they were going to the park or something.

"Mom,dad" I wanted to cry. they're the reason I'm here. they're the reason my life is hell.

"W-What are you d-doing here?" My mom asked.

Before I could speak a little girl came next to my parents.

"Mommy! daddy! are you ready! I want ice cream!!" the little girl with ponytails wearing a pink dress said while clinging to my dads leg.

"Mommy? daddy?" I questioned. my parents looked at each other and my dad shook his head 'no'.

"I have your money." austin said squeezing my hand. I squeezed onto it back and got closer to him.

"Oh, Celia take Darcy to the kitchen I need to talk to them." my dad told my mom. She nodded and shot me guilty eyes. she left with 'darcy' and my dad closed the front door before stepping out.

"Listen, we don't need you coming back, we sold you for a damn reason izzy." my dad yelled. I flinched and austin looked like he was gonna hit him.

"Don't talk to her like that you asshole!" Austin yelled. I gripped Onto his forearm and cried.

"Just get out of here!" my dad yelled. I nodded an sobbed.

"Izzy go in the car." Austin said squeezing my hand hard. i nodded and ran to the car and looked out the window to what he was doing.

He was yelling at my dad and my dad yelled back and austin punched my dad and yelled in pain. The door opened and out came Darcy and yelled.

I ran out of the car and made my way to austin.

"Austin please!" I was pulling on his shoulder to stop.

"Calm down baby please." I cried. He punched my dad two more times and let go and hugged me and we went to his car.

The car was full of my cries and weeps.

As he was driving us home he rested his hand on my thigh close to my crotch.

"Peaches stop crying." he said rubbing my thighs.

"I-I thank you." I said kissing him on the lips.

He seemed taken back at my action but he deserves it. he hit the man I thought wanted me but really sold me because he didn't want me.

He pulled away and I sighed and rested my head against the window and began to look at the window.

We finally were home and he slammed his lips again mine and kissed me. he was rough but passionate and very needy.

I shouldn't be liking this.

He is my master and I am his slave and that's it.

"C'mon baby we're gonna have some fun." he said throwing me to the back seat and hovering over me and grinding his hips onto me.

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