ch-4 The Truth is Out

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The same guy from the school he was sitting on the couch like a bloated cat.

I saw the same lady I met a while ago and a middle-aged man maybe around 40-45 and saw my dad and brother on the next couch.

They were staring at me blankly without batting their eyelashes once.
It was hella awkward as I was still chomping on my diced apples like Godzilla with saliva dripping from the corner of my mouth
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Don't mind, me I show my real self not that fake barbie ass thing.

I gave them a look and they looked away as if it was nothing, I made my self to the beanbag kept on the floor as there was no space for me to fit.

And looked at them.

It was hella awkward, but thanks to my mom she entered the room and served the drinks.

I picked up the glass and slurped on it really loud which gained their piercing eyes to me,
I just stared at them, them staring at me.

"We don't mix poison in the drinks, you can have it "
I said giving them a smirk.

They picked up the drink and took sip one by one looking at each other.
I gulped the whole glass down and placed it back at the table.

"Not to be mean or something but, why are y'all here?". I asked curiously.

"We are here for a meeting " that old man replied with a serious face.

"Umm...okk? " I said little hesitantly.

"Let's just get straight to the point young lady, you are sold to my son, no matter what you can't deny it ." That sweet lady spitted it out.

I was blank, I couldn't feel my body, my hands, my legs, my eyes were wide open and I was frozen in the summer.
The man in front of me is my owner, the reason why he smirked at me constantly.

My dad was just as sad as if it was my funeral, and my brother was looking at me with teary eyes, my mother didn't even bother to look at me now.

" YOU SOLD ME JUST FOR SOME MONEY! " I screamed at my parents and ran towards my room as fast as I could, was it just a dream or my life just got shattered like a glass with no lustre.

I locked my door behind and jumped on my bed grabbing the nearest pillow I could grab and started to cry the hardest I ever did.

Imagine being in my situation, just imagine for once.

How my colourful life changed to the darkness of the world in a minute.

Just for some money, they sold their only daughter to someone else like a ragged doll in the old shop.

But to make my sadness even worse, I heard loud banging on the door and to make it cherry on top it unlocked.

And then he stepped in the room and grabbed my hair dragging me all the way downstairs.

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