um....this book is VERY harsh....and based off of my life
KEY WORD IS BASED! NOT ALL OF THISS HAPPENED TO ME
PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION
TW: SA, R4P3, HOMOPHOBIC SLURS, CHILD ABUSE, SH, AND MORE :)
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Cages? Yeah, I've been in one my whole life. I've been trying to get out of mine. I hate myself for it. it's so simple, but yet, so hard. I've been in one for so long, that I can't help but think of life without limits, or constraints. I can't shake that overbearing amount of anxiety I get just seeing him.
Him?
yes, him.
him, being my stepdad.
He's the lock on my cage, the wire frame around my wings. the thing I can't help but hate.
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So, this looks like it's not gay, but it is....I promise that
Meet Alex, the main character. Yes the one in a cage. I was going to say "metaphorical cage" but it's not a metaphor, he's quite literally put in a cage, hence the abuse
Meet Max. Mr. My-Life-is-perfect-and-i-want-everyone-to-know-about-it.
of course that's not the case, if you've read any of my books you would know that
but, without further ado, Kids In Cages
NO COPYING OF THIS BOOK. I WILL FIND YOU :)
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You can read the uncut version of this book over on https://archiveofourown.org/works/61769338
Life could be so unfair, everyone adored my big sister Ava, yes everyone. Ava was the most popular girl in school, she was outgoing, beautiful, and shone like a radiant star. Our parents told her she could easily be a model or anything she wanted really, and Ava with all the confidence of a film star strode through life dazzling all in her wake. She had thousands of followers on her Instagram, Whatsapp, and Tic Toc, and what did I have. Well I had a creative streak and an introverted nature, and I lived in Ava's shadow.
The only reason it seemed anyone spoke to me was to get my big sister's attention. I felt like a butler or a handmaiden to a Queen. It was like I never had my own identity. No one saw me at all, until that one day someone did, and I remember it like yesterday. Did I make a good decision probably not, would I do it again, I am unsure. But just once someone noticed me, yes me, and it felt so good.
It was good at first, but by the time I had realized the good would never last, the jaws of the trap were closed. I was far away and at his mercy, and yet another stood by me, one who could rescue me from my mistakes.