She's Mine

Chapter 1

Mias PoV
It's freezing and I can't feel my body anymore, it's times like this I wish I had a warm coat. I've been walking for the last twenty five minutes in the freezing cold and I'm headed to the last place on earth I want to return to.
It's winter here at the moment and I'm currently walking through the dark, freezing cold streets of New York to a place I've dreaded to return to all day, home.
As I turn the corner I see the large light grey  house come into view, a beautiful house, a beautiful house that is my very own personal hell on a daily basis, a place that makes every scar on my body hurt at the thought of stepping through the front door, but if I don't, then it won't just be me at their mercy.

As I put my hand on the front door handle to open it I try to calm myself taking deep breaths, every fibre of my being is screaming at me to turn around and run.
I open the front door quietly and my body relishes the warmth inside, my body is so cold my skin feels like it's on fire from the warmth inside the house. I try to sneak towards the door under the stairs hoping no one will hear me.
"Mia!" a male voice from the living room calls out, Oh no. I stop in my tracks by the hallway table.
"Your late...Get in here" he loudly grits out, this isn't good.
I slowly make my way into the extravagantly decorated living room which I'm not allowed in normally, my heart hammering in my chest, my throat dry, and my mind screaming at me to run.

"Ah Mia, there you are" the male voice says sweetly, my fathers voice.