Audrey Reign

Chapter 1

Audrey's Pov :
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"USELESS PIECE OF SHIT." He yelled, throwing an empty wine bottle at me.

"WHY DID YOUR MOM EVEN GIVE BIRTH TO SUCH A THING, YOU'RE THE REASON SHES DEAD!" He started hitting me and yelling at me, continuously not stopping.

This would usually go on for an hour, 30 minutes if im lucky enough. Why? Cause my own father thinks I intentionally wanted to killed my mother. What a fucking dumbass, why would I kill my own mother? I would give up my life for her if i could right now.

My mom, Everleigh Romano. A total icon, role model and loved by hundreds. She died shortly after giving birth to me. My father said that her last words were "This baby better be worth my effort."

Note the sarcasm.

But to be honest i've always over thought about it. Am i really worth mother's effort that she gave just for me to be in this world? If mom died for me then I will live for her. That's the only reason why I'm still breathing.

I was only seven years old, a kid. He abused me for seven years. Ever since mom died, my father started drinking and abusing me almost every single day.

I won't complain though cause i know some people have it way harder than me. It's just I wish i had a decent life. Literally what kind of child deserves this? None at all.

Some parents don't even deserve the title 'parent'.

I would tell myself, 'he'll change' 'he's good deep down' 'he loves me' hoping for a miracle. But of course it's the same everyday, I would end up getting bruises, black eyes, wounds, cuts, the list goes on.

And my own father was responsible for all of it.

I had a sister, Brianna. She was only 3 years older than me. What did she do when I was abused? She sat there staring and laughed. She didn't even bother to help, but fucking stood there and laughed. Does she think me being abused is funny? Who am I kidding of course she does, she hates me for the same exact reason why my dad hated me too. I 'killed' my mother.

My sister gets the opposite affection from my dad, she would get pampered. Apparently she's the 'good' and 'obeyed' child while im the 'murderer' and 'useless' child. He would always favourite my sister. They both would sometimes abuse me together for pleasure, as in like a 'father - daughter bonding' and I can't do anything about it.

Ridiculous, Utterly Ridiculous.

My father doesn't give a flying fuck about anything else other than himself, my sister, and alcohol.

They are my legal guardians after all. Ugh, i hate it. I hate what life throws at me, i wish i had a normal life.

After getting multiple new bruises my father let me off the hook. I stormed into my bedroom slamming and locking the door, not even daring to look back.

I got into the bathroom, cleaned myself up and stitched some of my wounds. I had lots of scars all over my body, and i still remember all my 'sins' as my father called it, i had to deserve it all.

A seven year old, having no one to rely on. An independent child who's been through trauma their whole life. I had to find ways to feed myself, I would eat my father and sisters leftovers if there are and i'll just starve the day if there isn't. For an adult, that's call being a mature independent grown person. But for a seven year old kid? That's fucking impressive.

"I just wished you were still alive mother. Was it actually my fault that you died..? I wish i was the one dead. I miss you so much mum, every day. Father and sister keeps on hitting me. It hurts ma, it really hurts." I sobbed, looking at the stars outside from my window.

My bruises still hurting, but i decide to ignore it.

I always thought the people who died are up in the night sky as stars, that's why I love the sky so much, especially at night. It's just beautiful and calming. It would always help me forget everything in reality.

I was staring at the stars, murmuring a few words as i hear my name get called. "Audrey get down here right now." my dad in a stern tone.

God, here we go again.

"I just got an email from your teacher, what the hell is this ?" He asked, not hitting me this time. That was the first time in a very long time he didn't hit nor yell to be honest. He showed me the email for my exam papers.

English, 100%. Science, 100%. Maths, 100%. Geography, 100%. History, 100%. French, 99%.

I think i scored pretty well for a seven year old. "What do you mean father ?" I asked, trying to be as respectful as possible. "You scored a 99 for french? How are you so stupid? A 99. Why not a hundred? And they call you a genius."

I was about to speak but he cut me off. "I DONT CARE IF YOU'RE A GOD DAMN SIX YEAR OLD IN HIGHSCHOOL, AS LONG AS YOU'RE LIVING UNDER MY ROOF, I EXPECT A PERFECT SCORE."

Well yeah first of all i'm seven you old hag. Second of all, yes i am a kid in high school and im graduating this year. I may be a seven year old but my mind is way beyond my years, a fucking god aren't I? Yes that's right, bow down bitches.

"B-but dad, that's considered a good score.." I replied stuttering. I wasn't that scared if i'm being honest, at least he didn't hit me like he usually does.

Never minds, shouldn't have jinxed it.

After a few seconds of silence he gave me a slap across my face. He started hitting me multiple times with his belt. I winced in pain and tried yelling for help as if some random person is gonna come down the chimney like Santa Claus and save me like Spiderman.

Santa Claus and Spiderman in one sounds weird though. What the hell am i thinking snap back to reality Audrey.

"Get out. I never want to see you again." "Wha-" He shoved me out of the house before I could even finish what I was saying.

Does this mean i'm homeless now..? Great, just great. I fucking hate you, so called father and so called sister of mine. What am i saying, you two are no family of mine. Consider yourself strangers to me. Vaffanculo. [ Fuck you ]

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until next time loves !!

— ven <3