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I woke up from my deep sleep and stood up, Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the bottom of my back. I realized it was from the rough bed I was sleeping on. The pain was nothing to me, I had gotten used to it. I've slept on that same bed for 16 year. I walked to the bathroom and took a 5 minute shower, no longer no less because that was the rule in this house and if I didn't follow the rules...it wouldn't have been good. I got out, dried off and put my clothes on. I let my hair air dry after I brushed through it with my fingers. As I walked to the kitchen the smell of cheap liquor and meth filled my nose. When I entered the kitchen I saw my parents just sitting there without a care in the world. I told them goodmorning but they ignored me as usual, I open the fridge to find something to eat and there was nothing, I mean absolutely nothing to eat. I gave up after 2 minutes of looking.
As I went to walk off my mother grabbed my wrist, "Pack your things" she said. I looked down at her with a confused look "What?", She looked up at me with a stern look "Your leaving" she said. Before she could continue I ran to my room and stared to pack, I had no idea what she was talking about but getting out of this house would be a blessing. I've never been out side of this house, so going anywhere would be a new experience maybe even with new people? The only people I've seen in my life is my parents and random older people that come to the house off and on. I dont like those people...
I finished packing and throw my hair up in a ponytail and headed back to the kitchen. When I got to the kitchen my mother looked at my clothes with a disgusted face "Go change those nasty clothes" I looked down and back up to her, I had grey sweatpants on and a black t-shirt. I looked at her confused, where does she want me to go dressed up? Whatever "Yes ma'am" I said and ran back to my room. This time I put on black skinny jeans and a white fitted shirt that accentuated my curves. I went back to the kitchen and sat down in a chair. There was a knock at the front door. My mother got up and headed to the door.
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Addicted To You
RomanceHis father bought her. She's in love with him, But does he feel the same? (FOR MATURE AUDIENCE) WARNING: The following contains triggers for some people if you are not comfortable with the theme of this stories then please Do Not Read!💖