"It's his life or yours, kitten.."
He said as they both stared at me intensely.
Was I really going to sell myself to god knows who for a father that never loved me..?
...Yes...
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You are the...
You are the daughter of a rich and famous businessman. Being his firstborn you were bound to draw the most attention but after your mother died when you were 7, and your dad started drinking, your life went to shit. Around age 5 he had started living a "bachelor lifestyle which resulted in you having 2 step-sisters. Your mother died with a broken heart and 2 days after her death he already had the wicked step monster living with you... your father never married until he met her... he called her his first love... You were the illegitimate child, the troubled child... But instead of thinking of helping, he made things worse for you... locking you in the basement as a punishment during the night and making you study and be a maid during the day... he isolated you to an extent... no outside contact unless it was something he planned...
Isolation... that's how he hid your scars from the prying eyes of others... but he just made things worst for you...
He never loved you, and he told you that every second of your life... He showed it too...
Beating and degrading you in front of everyone in his drunken rage. You never got a break unless you did what you were told... And for a while, you kept it up... that facade...
However, after he nearly beat you to death one night you showed your true self. You didn't care that others watched what you did, you just did it... you stopped wearing what others wanted. Focusing on your comfort...
You guys often fought after this change... the beating worse than ever...
"IF IM GONNA DIE, I MIGHT AS WELL BE COMFORTABLE.." was what you said the last time he spoke to you... Although it hurt a bit and it was kind of your fault... but you wouldn't beg for anyone to talk to you... You weren't that desperate...
Your stepmother made up for it... not in a good way
She always brought around this creepy, 50 something-year-old business tycoon. She used the excuse "We just talk...", but she couldn't hide the facts, even through all the layers of concealer and plastic surgery. She wanted to set you up with this old slob and you weren't going to let it happen.
Present Day... It was summer break and honestly, I was more sad than happy... that meant I had to spend more time with these nut jobs I called family...You had just finished college... you were only 17 but you were smart... You would be 18 in a few days...
It was almost 6 in the morning so you decided to get ready... you took a shower and got dressed...
On mornings like these, you often wore large t-shirts and shorts and today was no different... You wore a large Tommy Hilfiger shirt with small black shorts under...
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