Undeniable Desire (An Austin Mahone Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1: My Life in Hell

Chapter 1:

My Life in Hell.

"HEY BABY YOU,

YOU GOT WHAT I NEED!

BUT YOU SAY YOU'RE JUST A FRIEND,

YEAH, YOU SAY YO-"

I stopped singing as Barry, my so called father burst through the door, his eyes immediately searching for something.

He pointed harshly to my radio and walked over to it.

He began to break it by smashing it against my bedroom wall.

"HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO KEEP THAT SHIT YOU CALL MUSIC TURNED DOWN?" Barry yelled as he came toward me.

"Its not shit." I called back, meeting his eyes. I refuse to let him say that about Austin's hard work.

He grabbed me by the throat and pulled me to him.

He rared back and slapped me across the cheek and I wimpered in pain.

We were so close I could smell the stench of alchohol on his breath, "don't fucking back talk me!"

I could barely breathe. At first I contemplated letting him just strangle me to finally be released of my pain. But someday, he'd pay. I wanted to make him pay for hitting and beating me all these years.

I knew I wouldn't be able to get my revenge today, tomorrow, or even in a year. But one things for sure, one day it'd happen and I'm going to fuck him up like he did everyone around him.

I tried to pry his fingers from my neck but he didn't give.

"Fucking stop!" He commanded. Ignoring him, I looked to my left noticing my lamp sitting at the edge of my computer table. I picked up the glass, oval shaped, illuminate and pounded Barry on the head with it.

His cold hands released their hard grip on me as he fell to the floor with a loud thump. I started rubbing my neck, gasping for air.

After regulating my breathing, I kicked his leg, hoping he was unconscious but I was wrong.

Barry started to groan and curse in pain.

"You stupid little bitch." He exclaimed while carefully touching the blood flow coming from the side of his head.

He was still lying on my floor so I tried to make a run for it.

I successfully sprinted out of my doorway and was running down the hallway when Joe, one of Barry's friends, came into sight.

He stopped me and put his hands on my shoulders to look directly at my face. In a pathetic slurred voice, he began speaking to me."Carson Farrah Rose, my oh my. It sure has been a while since I seen you last." Joe taunted while licking his lips.

I looked at him with disgust. Fucking pervert.

I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I tried to make it to the stairs but Barry scooped me up from behind and carried me to my room while I was kicking and screaming. He slammed me on the floor and I collapsed on my wrist.

I tried not to cry from the excruciating pain but I couldn't hold in the scream contained in my throat.

He smiled and looked at Joe, "She's yours for the night buddy!" I looked up at Barry, who had a familiar proud look on his face. "You bastard!" I yelled while cradling my wrist.

He turned away from Joe and looked at me with cold eyes.

"What'd you just say to me?"

"You heard me!" I began to yell, "YOU'RE MY FATHER, HOW COULD YOU BEAT ME AND GIVE ME OUT LIKE I'M NOTHING! YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO LOVE ME!"