Chapter 20 ✔️

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It's not so much that I want to die. It's that I don't want to live anymore


Moana's P.O.V

I have been beaten, bruised, and mistreated. The one last thing that I thought was mine was ripped away from me why can't I be dead can someone just take me away from this world that is all I ask. I want to be loved, and cared for, I want someone to ask me what I think for a change, I just want to be accepted.

"Ready for more my little BAP", said Larry with a sickening smirk on his face

"No, but I'm ready for you to die", I said with same smirk he had on his face

"You litt-_-"

Before he could finish his sentence I spit in his face. When you have noting left in life to live more some people actually become more confident I guess that was happening to me.

"Alright princess you just earn yourself a beating"

He punches me in my eye, and then kicks me in my nose which is now broken before he could hurt me anymore their was a knock on the door.

"I be right back Princess"

I start to scream at the top of my lungs hoping they would help me. Soon enough two police officers burst into the room. They have a flashlight and are zooming closely in my eyes. "Are you Moana King", says one of the police officers. I nod my head yes. They look at each other then they start to cut me loose.

I start to cry they don't know how much pain and torture Larry put me through he took away the one thing that I had for ny husband now he's going to rot in jail. I was so excited that I passed out the last words I remember was the police saying that I am safe now.


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