Sold to 5h (Fifth Harmony/you)

Chapter 1

Y/N's Pov

"Y/N get your ass over here" I heard my father shout from across the house. I reluctantly rose up knowing what happened the last time I didn't follow his demands. And getting bruises on your face from a frying pan is far from what I wanted to happen again.

I didn't understand why he hates me so much. He resorted to drinking and drugs after my mother's death and blamed the whole thing on me.

I walked to where his voice was while shaking. I was greeted to the sight of him standing by our front door. He had a wide grin on his face that sent chills down my spine.

"Wha-what is it?" I stuttered nervously

He scoffed which made me even more scared before he opened the door and in came five women.

They were beautiful and it was nice to see a guest in the house. It had been two years since our last one who was my great uncle, who got too drunk and broke half the windows in my house.

"Uh-Welcome" I said with a small smile and fake reassurance in my voice.

"Thank you" The shortest one said, before they each stepped inside. My father motioned for them to sit on our couch, which they obliged.

"Y/N get some water for our...uh...guests." He said trying to sound nice but I could hear the aggressive undertone in his words.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I pulled out a pint of water and poured it into five glasses before setting it down on a tray. I headed back towards the living room.

When I returned they were discussing something with my father. As I entered the room, they stopped their conversation abruptly causing the room to fill with uneasy silence.

I walked carefully over and put the tray with the water on the coffee table. I looked up to see them all staring at me.

"What?" I question in confusion, it came out in a puff of air barely audible.

"Girls," One of them spoke elbowing the girl next to her, who glared at her angrily. "We're so rude. We forgot to introduce ourselves."

One of them went "oh", before she glanced back to me. They went down from right to left introducing themselves.

"I'm Camila"

"Normani"

"Dinah"

"Lauren"

"Ally"

They smirked at me waiting for an answer in return.

"Y/N" I introduced myself

"Cute name" Camila said attempted to be kind.

My father came behind me and placed his hand on my shoulder and spoke

"You're going to live with these lovely ladies for some time"

"What!" I screamed at him pushing his grasp off me. He looked offended when I did such and grasped my wrists. He held a deranged smile as he gritted through his teeth the words "Go upstairs and pack your things."

He released my wrists and I gazed over at the girls who all had looks of shock and concern on their face.

I turned around and ran upstairs hot tears rushing down my face. I couldn't believe this was happening. He fucking gave me away to five strangers. I didn't want to go with them but I knew that if I didn't then my father's punishment for me would be a lot worse.

I quickly opened a suitcase in my closet. I had been hiding it for years for when I planned to run away, but that didn't seem like an option now. I stuffed the most essential items that I knew I would need. Clothing, accessories, pictures of my mom, etc.

After about 20 minutes I finished packing. My tears were now drying on my face and I had calm down from earlier.

I headed back towards the living room. This time when I entered, my father was the ony one in the room. I didn't know where they were but I still had questions to ask him.

"Bye, Bye Y/N it's be-" He started his sentence before I cut him off in anger knowing this was the last time I could do such.

"Who are those women?" I yelled at him, his stupid smirk faded and I expected him to hit me next. I wasn't expecting for his answer.

"I sold you as a sex slave to them, like the disgusting whore you are." His face lit up in the smirk again before he laughed at his joke. I feel my stomach drop at his words, and I suddenly felt nauseous.

"Where are they taking me?" I demanded again cutting off is laughter.

"I don't know" He said before adding a fake childish shrug.

I gripped the collar of his shirt which caused him to let out a surprised gasp.

"Answer me this.." I said his smile faded and he actually looked a little frightened, "Why do you hate me?"

"...."

The room became dead silent. His eyes echoed into mine and I narrowed my eyebrows at him. My heart raced, I needed to know the answer to this question, since this was probably the last time I would see him.

He opened his mouth to speak before a loud car honk interrupted him. I whipped my head towards where the noise was coming from, before his fist hit the back of my skull. I let go of the collar of his shirt to grasp my head in pain.

"Destiny awaits you." He pointed to the car that had honked and I could see the outline of five people through the dented windows.

He kicked my back causing me to land on my hands and knees and scream out in pain.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" He yelled at me.

I nodded my head at the ground knowing I was defeated.

"One day-One day I will find out why" I spoke between breathes.

He got closer to my body before gripping my jaw.

"I'll break it if you don't move you pathetic dyke" I looked over at him before I moved out of his grasp and got up onto my feet.

I walked out of my house, I could hear my father slam the door shut behind me, and headed towards the dark car. It was just barely out of sight of what had happened.

I opened one of the doors to the car before heading in and sitting down. The girls all stared at me in confusion. The car was rather big and spacious, it made me feel out of place.

"What happened to your face" Lauren asked in disbelief.

"I-uhhh fell on the way here." I lied

"Alright" She replied back, still uncertain whether to believe your answer or not.

"We got some bandages at the house" Normani stated blantly.

Ally nodded as she turned on the engine of the car and we drove away to wherever my new "home" was.

A/N: I think there are times when I wrote in second pov of view instead of first. Sorry for any of those or any other mistakes.