His Angelic One [Discontinued]

Chapter 19. Who Am I Really?

A/N: WARNING! There will be mention of abuse, gore, and more sensitive things in this chapter. If you do not want to read those parts, then you may skip them. Any of the following lines containing the * will be where it begins and end.

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The room was silent a bit as Austin held his cousin close, she was just moments away from shedding tears. Lord Calvin sighed as he ran his hand through his hair, which seems to be a thing he's been doing a lot. Oliver and Andy just watched behind their father, they had no idea what to say. No one did at this point, everyone looked confused.

"What do you mean by that?" (N) asked her uncle, he shook his head. "What do you mean by that!" (N) exploded as her cousin, Austin, held her back. She felt the anger run through her veins.

"I mean what I said!" Lord Calvin yelled back, (N) fell back, this was the first he had yelled at her. Even his own sons looked surprised, throughout their life they had been taught to never yell, hit, or even be rude to a lady. Even if they got on your last nerves, to them it was disappointing to hear and see this happening.

(N) stood up from the ground, she felt more than anger towards her uncle. Was it rage? Absolutely not, it was hatred. (N) knows who she is, she felt as if Lord Calvin was lying to her. If she wasn't (N) then Sebastian would have known, wouldn't he?

"Dabria, I'm sorry..." Lord Calvin muttered as he realized his mistake, (N) rolled her eyes as she stared at him with red beaming eyes. "I didn't mean to yell at you, it's just..." (N) began to walk past her uncle, Austin tried his best to stop her but she was too hurt to even reason with.

"My name is (N), not Dabria!" She yelled before leaving them alone with a loud bang coming from the music room. She had slammed the door a bit too hard and had pushed her two younger cousins away from her space.

Deep inside, she knew that her cousins weren't at fault but she couldn't help but feel anger towards the sight of men. All they've done today is pissed her off or made her cry, she found them to disgusting. At least, for now, she did. Sadly, (N) didn't have any friends to talk to or be around with. She only had herself and no one else.

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"(N), smile!" (N) smiled as she thought of her mother, it was a small fragment but it was enough to cool her down a bit.

"Smile for daddy!" Her head began to ache once she heard the distorted man's voice. (N) didn't have many memories of her father. In fact, he was never in the pictures until now. Throughout the whole time, she hadn't had a single memory or dream about him, she didn't wonder what he was like or how he'd look like.

(N) tried to shake the idea of him off her mind but it only caused more images to pop in her head. She heard screaming as the man's laughter got louder as her mind flew pictures of gore. (N) didn't like this at all, it was like a vivid nightmare for her. She tried her best to shake it off or even forget about it but she heard his voice in a much clearer tone.

"You're not taking the girls from me, Rachel!" (N) flinched as she heard the sound of a woman get slapped. She could feel her heart race as the screams of her mother grew louder and louder within each slap. It didn't even sound like slaps at one point, it was more like punches being thrown.

"What is wrong with you!" (N)'s mother yelled with a pain in her throat and tears spilling out of her eyes. Although, (N) couldn't see the images of her mother being physically abused by her so-called father. She could imagine them in her head, despite not having a face for her father.