The Lost Rogue **ON HOLD**

"You are not to try to run away ever again," my uncle screamed in my face. His face was the deepest red, like tomatoes and his lip twitched when I smirked and said, "Your not my father, I don't need to listen to you and I never will."
He puts his hand back and slaps me really hard across my left cheek, where it's decorated with scars from the weeks of abuse.
"OWWWWWW, WTF!!!!!! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME AGAIN," I scream at him, getting all up in his personal space.
"Now you listen here and you listen well, I will not tolerate your bad attitude and behaviour, you will do as your told or ill punish you real hard to the point that you haven't got a single bone in your body that isn't broken," he states calmly. Like hell am I gonna listen to this asshole and let him beat me up and get away with it.
"Go to hell," I say in a defiant tone, making him even more pissed. He seriously looks ready to kill, no joke.
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Stephanie Roberts; A 13-ear-old girl, who lived in a small apartment in Sydney, that was until her parents died in a so-called freak accident,but that's only what she was told. When she finds out what really happened to them, she had to run, had to escape everything that reminded her about all they did for her and all the memories, good and bad. She ran away to her abusive uncle's family ranch in a small town called Hay, south-west of New South Wales. She had know where else to go and at the time she didn't know how much of a bad man he was. How can Uncle Max understand the grief Stephanie is going through if he blames her for her parents and his sister/brother in-law's death? At least she has someone that understands.
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