Ch.31 She's Not Your Daughter

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by thriller5

by thriller5

Michael Jackson is A Fighter:

Kelly pov

I was at home living in the pit with Kenneth. I don't even have the guts to call him my dad, he isn't the most generous person on the planet like my daddy. Sometimes I wished that-

"Kelly! I thought I told you to wash my clothes? "I heard Kenneth said marching up in my room.

"I forgot, okay?" I whined.

"Go do it. Now!" He yelled making me flinch as I mumbled something under my breath. I felt his large hand force me to turn and face him.

"What. Did. You. Say?" He gritted his teeth.

"I'm not your maid." I then felt a hard burn against my cheeks that he slapped me.

I began to whimper as he pulled my shirt collar.

"You listen to me, bitch. Your mine now and that fake daddy of yours won't save you." He said.

We heard a knock at the door as Kenneth let go of me to answer it. When he opened it, two police men came in.

"Sir, you are under arrest for abducting a child into your property." One said as the other put handcuffs on him.

"What? She's my daughter!" He argued.

"She's not your daughter." He said taking him to put him in the police car.

I peek out at front to see...

"Daddy!" I ran over to him happily as he picked me up and hugs me to death.

"I miss you princess." He said.

"Daddy?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"Can we go home now?"

"Yes, let's go home. "He said putting me in the car to drive back to my original home.