Welcome To The Family
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  • Reads 328
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Aug 09, 2024
Triton didn't have a good life. His parents didn't care about him and just ignored him mostly. The times they didn't, his father would throw him in his room or outside.

The only times his mother acknowledged him was to either scream at him or slap him for doing something wrong even when he didn't do anything.

Though it wasn't all bad because he was able to see Callisto every day when he went to school. It was something he looked forward to every day since she was the closest person he had.

He would walk since, of course, it was too much for his parents to drive him to school. Though he didn't know someone was watching him slowly figuring out who he was.

Until one fateful day...


It was like any other day. He was kicked out of the house again he walked the streets, he became to know well.

Once he made it next to an alleyway, someone grabbed him and put a cloth damp with some chemical he didn't recognize, and he soon passed out.




This is the first story I ever made. I hope you enjoy! 😁
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Why did he kidnap me? This happened 3 months ago. Many times I have tried to escape the clutches of his rough hands. Many times I have cried for help. But I need to get stronger in order to escape from him. Now, three months later, I think about this, but now my feelings are different. I wanted to kill him, to make him suffer the way he made me suffer. "Do it, kill him!" Is what I'm thinking. "Kill him and it will be over. I will be able to escape." The mask that was hiding his identity looks at me as I hold the knife to his throat. The whole time I been wondering why I didn't just slit his throat. He told me to do it, to finish him but I couldn't, I just couldn't. I couldn't hate him for the times he whipped me or raped me. I just couldn't. I looked at him holding the knife to his throat with a shaky hand. No matter how hard I try I can't hate him. No matter how hard I try I can't get the knife to slice Reidson's throat. Dropping the knife on the floor I look at his face. I couldn't see his eyes because of the white mask. Now the same hands that used to be so rough became soft and warm. He still beats and rapes me but I figured out why I didn't hate him for making me suffer like this with these same hands that hurt me so cruelly are now touching my face gently. I held his hand to my chest as I look at his masked face. His hand is stained with blood. My blood. I look at his face, I have fallen into a cruel love.