The Perfect Family; Chapter
18
*a few hours
later*
I cry, scream, moan and groaned so much that I can't speak.
My throat hurts. That's all he made me do. For 2 hours
straight.
"You better not tell anyone about this, or it will be worse
next time. Got it sl/ut?" he snarls.
"Yes... master." I reply shakily.
He drives me back to my house.
"I'll tell your Mom that you got sick from the food.
We'll bring your car back tomorrow." he informs me,
shoves my into the house and slams the door shut. I run upstairs
and puke for about 10 minutes, then go to bed.
~
When I wake up, it's 2:45 pm. Sam should be home in a few
minutes.
I stand up, stretch, and change into a loose white blouse, black
sweats and uggs, then I go downstairs and nibble on some saltine
crackers and watch tv. About 10 minutes later, I dash to the
bathroom and puke again.
A couple minutes later, Sam comes home, drunk.
"ARI! GET OVER HERE NOW!" he screams.
I run over there quickly. He crushes me in a hug and smashes his
lips against mine. Ew. His breath tastes like beer.
"Your breath tastes like throwup. Go brush your f//ucking
teeth!" he screams and as I'm walking to the bathroom,
he grabs my a s s. I gasp.
Once I'm finished brushing my teeth, he sees the cracker
wrapper left on the couch.
"I BUY A NEW HOUSE AND YOU CAN'T EVEN KEEP THE OLD ONE
CLEAN?! WHAT THE HELL?!" he screams and smack me, harder
than anyone ever has before. I scream and crumple to the ground,
wrapping my arms around myself and sobbing.
"Don't be a baby biitch." he mumbles and kicks over
my crumpled body. I fall onto the ground and moan in pain. He
laughs and runs upstairs, and I lay there on the ground, pain
running through me, bruises forming all over my body.
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