If only they'd never went to that basketball game. It was the first time Louis actually thought that his mother might've been right. If only they hadn't went, both boys wouldn't be in a car with two men who had a mind that scared Louis. They seemed to know what they were doing, meaning this wasn't the first time. "We're going to get out of here, I promise." "One day you'll thank us." "For someone wanting to be an actor you sure do suck at it." "How can you possibly be okay with this?!" "Twisted F-Fuck! I hate you!" "I do love our little family." ~Forced Family contains the following: Spanking, Swearing, Fan-Fiction, Stupidity, Smut, and Headspaces. If you are not comfortable with these, please do not read.

A crooked smile brightens his face, he's standing with his arms outstretched beckoning her to come forward to him. Horrified she can't seem to tear her eyes away from the mirror. She stands with her black locks curled resting on her shoulders, bright green eyes travel from the bright pink, princess dress she was forced into; to the layers of eyeliner, she'd constantly cake under her eyes being washed away. She hadn't seen her face bare in years. You couldn't choose to not wear makeup when you had something to hide. For the first time, it felt as if she finally had all her secrets told. She was part of a Family. A Forced Family.