《Blue - My 8 Brothers》Chapter 6
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It's been 2 days, since my fosters had hit me the last time. 2 WHOLE DAYS!
I can't believe this. Well technically I don't know why they haven't hit me. I mean, yeah they sure are rude and call me names but Jack's belt hadn't touch my face or back for 2 days.
I like it that way.
"Anna", I heard my foster mother yell from downstairs. She can never ever never remember my name. Wait, did I say never two times?
I'm actually really happy because I haven't been able to get away so long from a beating.
I pushed aside my thoughts and rushed downstairs.
Well, that's how I jinxed it.
The moment I went downstairs, I tripped upon my feet and fell.
"Ahhhhhhh"
"Even God wants you to be hit. We haven't hit you in a long time thatswhy he made you hit yourself slut", gini said and laughed on my state.
Maybe she's right. God did want me to suffer. Author of my life did want me to suffer. Otherwise they never would have separated me from my actual family. I hate my author, I hate god, I hate my life.
"Listen here, don't flatter yourself and don't think you are special. We didn't hit you because you are going to that summer school and if you had any marks they would get suspicious of us", she glared at me and walked towards me. I stood up from where I fell. I looked at her. We were almost the same height. She is an inch taller than me.
She came and slapped me, hard. It stung. I groaned. She dug her nails in my arm. It was painful.
I just wanted to run away.
"Don't even think about it", she gave me a murderous look. How did she know what I was thinking.
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"If you tried to be over smart or tried something suspicious, I am gonna put you in an auction", Jack told me.
What! Auction! How much lower could he go. I was terrified. Gini saw my reaction. They both smirked. They looked like those ghosts in horror movies.
"I will not do anything suspicious", I looked down. I couldn't look at them.
"That's like a good fucking girl", jack said.
"Now go to your room, you useless thing", gini said. I made my way to the attic, my room.
Yesterday they both took me shopping, to buy new stuff. So that I seemed to belong from a happy, caring and wealthy family. They brought me some new clothes, 2 pairs of new shoes, a lip gloss (my first lip gloss ever) and some other important things.
I sighed and looked at the alarm clock. It's 10:00 pm already. I should sleep, I'm leaving for that summer school tomorrow. I pulled the sheets up.
I can only hope for the best.
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