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(A/N) I will try to make my chapters as long as possible. Enjoy😁.

Bethany's POV

*Thud*

I could feel every bone in my body aching.

My father had just plowed me into the ground. I was tired of this life. Both my parents mistreating me as if I'm mistaken for a wild beast.

I ate only once a day. I barely had the chance to leave my room. I didn't attend  school. I had no friends and basically no family.

"Get up and go to your room. You better start packing for tomorrow." He screamed at me in anger.

"What's tomorrow?"

"Your new family." He said as he stormed out the room.

My new family? He couldn't be serious. He probably just put me up for adoption. I haven't even turned 18 yet. I'm 17 with no future and I thought that was enough and now a new family.

I felt the anger boiling up into my throat.

"Fuck you! Fuck the both of you!" I screamed as my eyes turned into a waterfall.

I got up and went to my room, shutting the door behind me.

I did as ordered. I threw all my clothing and belongings into 3 suitcases and left them by my door.

I instantly went to bed. I didn't have a reason to be awake anyways.

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*Bang!*

The door flew open.

"Get up and get dressed bitch. He's on his way."

He? Who's he. The thoughts ran through my head.

I got up and got ready as quick as I could.

Within every move I could feel the bruises and cuts on my skin.

Finally I finished and gathered my stuff and went downstairs. I saw my 'parents' talking to this person. He looks a little older than me which would make him an adult. Great. My new family must have meant my new 'daddy' in sex slavery.

"Get over here." My mother ordered.

I snapped out of my thoughts and walked towards her.

"Take her."

I looked at my mom in disgust as the man paid her some sums of money.

Before I could even blink, two bodyguards came up to me and took my luggage from me then the strange man, or should I say, my new owner gestured me to follow him into a black limousine. Every rich man has one of these.

I followed him towards the vehicle without even taking a last look at those wretches. I didn't enjoy here but I know I wasn't going to enjoy the presence of this man then. Life moves on. I'm going to die soon anyway.

He held the door open for me and I got in and sat quietly on the expensive looking leather seats.

He got in and the vehicle immediately drove off.

It's been 10 minutes since I have sat here in this car and this son of a bitch hasn't even said one word to me. He bought me. I got sold. And now one word! What the hell is wrong with fucking people.

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