Hannah get your fat ass down here you dumb bitch! I'm hungry and so is everyone else I'll get your fat ass down here! Yelled my "Brother" Jace. I slowly got up from my "bed" you really wouldn't call it a bed, before my parents died I was treated like royalty and everyone loved me and I never got bullied but after they died I started getting bullied and abused by my everyone in the pack including have and Brittany my own siblings! So after they died they moved my room to the attic and only gave me blankets to sleep on with a half missing mattress! And my room isn't even a room there's a dresser that has mold on it and my bathroom is another story it has mold coming out of the toilet. So everyday I have to risk myself getting sick due to the mold inhalation. So... My thoughts get interrupted by me feeling pain in my hair, and being dragged down the stairs. I automatically knew who it was, it was Mason. By the short spiked hair I knew it was him. And the pain subsided a little bit because I was already at the bottom of the stairs! Everyone that was in the kitchen laughed when my head reached the bottom of the steps. Bitch I called you downstairs 10 fucking minutes ago. Where the
fuck were you? Whoring around like you always do whore? Jace said. Tears pricked my eyes when he said I was whoring around. I wasn't who run around I lost track of time. I mumbled softly hoping he didn't here me. I looked up with tears in my eyes and he met my gaze and his eyes softened a bit but then hardened and went cold quicker than rogues.
Awe is the little whore crying. Brianna said.
I'm not a whore you're the whore slut! I said then quickly regretted it once I felt pain on my cheek.
How dare you! You're a slut, a whore, a fatass, the maid, no one likes you. She yelled. Mason came running in here and looked at me and then at her. Baby, the whore called me a slut and s fat ass and no one likes me. She said with her high nasally pitch voice with fake tears coming out of her eyes.
Hannah why don't you just kill yourself. Everyone would be happy if you weren't here anymore. I- he got interrupted by his cellphone ringing.
What! He harshly answered.
Really? There's a party tonight? Who's hosting it? He asked to whoever he was on the phone with.
Damn Bryan is hosting it this party is going to be the fucking awesome like always! Tell him I'm coming. He said happily. He hung up the phone and his happy face soon turned into a glares as he stared at me.
Get ready bitch you're coming to a party with me and don't look anyone in the eyes! You're not there to have fun you're going to clean everything up when it's done.
Okay. I softly mumbled
