She is tired of being used. By her foster parents, by her friends. By you. She storms into her foster home, sobbing. She forgot her foster father was home.
"What are you doing home this early, slut"
"I-I"
"Don't bother" he told her, undoing his belt. His pants drop to the floor and he walks to her pinning her to the kitchen island.
"You've been a bad- bad girl Miley. And bad girls get punished."
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Short Story"I'm happy because there's already so much hate in the world. If I can make the world just a little bit happier with just a smile, I will do it."
