Chapter 17

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Vol 17.

Izara pov.-8

*2 weeks*

"Wake up," Michael yelled

I woke up gasping for air, and I wiped my face.

The asshole poured water on me

I looked at him

"You bastard what did you do that for?" I seethed at him

I held my hand up to my cheek as he slapped me

What the fuck is up with him slapping me?

"Izara you should watch how you talk to me" he said

I laughed, "fuck you" I hissed

He land his foot in my stomach

What the fuck is up with him kicking me in stomach also?

I groaned as I sat up

"You won't stop until you get killed Izara" he spoken

"What else I got to lose. You literally took everything from me, you were a father figure to me growing up. The person I needed the most. I was your little girl, your princess. Now when I look at your eyes when you look at me, like the most hated person in the world to you" I said as my voiced crack

I looked at him for a second, his face soften but when he noticed me staring at his face, he turned back to that hard glare.

I put my head down in defeat hoping my little speech would at least mean something to him

I heard his footsteps walking away from me as it got farther and farther until I didn't hear it anymore.

I crawled myself in the corner putting my legs together as I held it to my chest

I muffled my cries in my leg, I slowly closed my eyes going to sleep

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*The next day*

I groaned as I walked around, it felt like I was in this cell forever. I was hungry, cold, and tired it was not that much sleep I was getting on this hard cold floor.

Michael would barely bring me food since I guess it's part of my punishment otherwise being in this damn cell. Which the reason why I'm here because of this smart fucking thing I call a mouth.

I heard the door opening making me stop in my steps. I waited for the footsteps to come closer to my cell.

It was Michael and some man I never seen in my entire life

Michael opened the cell, coming up towards in the corner I was in. I looked up at him and he looked down at me.

He came down to my ear

"If you fuck this up for me I'll make sure I'll kill you" he said coldly

I watched as Michael stepped put the cell and the man walked in

"Do whatever you want with her" Michael uttered

I looked at the man in panicked

"Wait what!?. Michael this isn't funny anymore, you can come back now" I laughed

Curse me and laughing in weird situations

The man came up to me grabbing me by my waist

"Hey what the fuck. Get your hands off of me" I scolded

"Shut up bitch" he yelled

He pulled my hair pushing me back, as I landed on the ground

He got on top of me pinning my hands above my head. I wiggled trying to get out his grip.

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