Happy 18th!

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GIANT ASS TRIGGER WARNING

I start to notice my surroundings. The drowsiness is starting to fade

There is a leak. Somewhere. I can hear the drops of water quickening the longer it's ignored.

I notice the lack of fresh air in this room.

My lungs are tight but, I'm pulling it together.

Though my breaths are small, I am able to snap back into reality.

This room. This encounter.

I wonder, if Yvette is looking for me?

Right now all I can think about is how I can keep her safe.

"Don't assume you are all high and mighty. You are the weakest thing I have ever fucking seen." As far as you know. I'm waiting for my chance.

"You are eighteen today. Congratu-fuckinglations." He leans against the wall.

"That's the first time you have ever "congratulations" great parenting. It's an improvement. Oh, I'm sorry do you want me to sound out the word for you?" He slaps me in the face. My cheek stings. I wince at the pain.

"Smartass" He slaps me again. The other cheek burning and stinging. I must be bleeding by now.

I start laughing. I can't help it. I'm already going insane here. I'm pissed, and just overall not surprised.

It's too familiar.

I still haven't broke. That's a relief.

Colby looks at me. He doesn't seem surprised by his actions. He looked worried.

What are you worried about? That I'm losing it? I've lost it a long time ago. This is nothing.

"You are going to sign off on the money your grandparents gave you. Since they felt bad for your scrawny little worthless ass. It grew interest as a baby. You either sign off or I'll kill everyone you love." I smile and lean forward. I look at Colby.

"I don't love anyone." Colby smiles and nods.

"Fine. I'll find some random fucking person. I'll kill an innocent soul. If you don't, I will torture you to the end of your fucking days. Untill, you kill yourself. Untill, you fucking disappear. Know how that'll happen? I'm gonna make you want to kill yourself so bad, that I'll provide the tools for you." I stay quiet. The small smirk was still on my face. I really have lost it.

He ignores it.

"Remember when me and your mother were fighting? She told me I could never remember your birthday. I had it on calendar." He continues.

"You are worthless! I know you have been sleeping around!"

"IM WORTHLESS!?! You are constantly drunk. You can't even remember your own daughters birthday! How pathetic are you!?" He punches my mom she falls on the ground.

"Of course the only reason for that was, the money. I don't care for you. I never did. I debated on leaving you but, your slut of a mother kept begging me to stay. I did. Not for her. I'm gonna be. Millionare." He laughs.

"Not everything is funny." He gives me a dirty look.

"You seemed to think so. Especially, if it saved your mother from a slap to the face."

I kick him in the balls with my leg.

He falls to the ground in pain.

"You bitch!"

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