I woke up early this Saturday morning and pulled my h/c hair into a messy bun. I then put on some ripped booty shorts and a flannel shirt, put on some light makeup from my James Charles palette, then went downstairs to greet my alcoholic mother.
"Pack your bags! They're already here!" she screams.
"I'm confused! What's going on mom?"
"I've sold you to help support my alcohol addiction."
She opens the door and I see five men standing in front of me.
"Meet your new owners y/n," says my mom. "Styx."
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Sold to Styx
Fanfictionwhat happens when y/n's mom sells her to the hit rock band styx? will she find love? or be left in the dark? find out in sold to styx
