"Nu want to," I tell mommy, I don't want to say hi to my father, or get near him, or talk to him, he's evil, he's even keeping my mama's away from me, ordering her to stay away since she's his slave and sub, she always obeys him.

"Why not? He's your father," mommy asks, but I only shrug, I don't want to, he sold me off, I went back to biting on my teddy's ear.

"Spit that out, use your paci," mommy scolds, taking it off, and sticking a pacifier in my mouth, I started to suck on it angrily, but my teeth were aching I shifted back to bite on it.

"Sweetie, your father is a good man, he loves you very much, please give him a second chance," mommy begs with me but I didn't want to obey her, and she didn't really order me she's just being nice.

We're not even in my old room, instead, papa had us sleeping in a random guest room, mommy got the big bed, and I have to sleep next to her, I'm not allowed to get back to my old room, and I miss my own room and bed, why can't I go there.

"Fine, but I was planning on taking you out, maybe to the mall," mommy says, I like the mall, but not that much, I don't have any money to spend and I don't dress myself and the candy is hidden by mommy.

"Nu care," I say trying to copy Iris, when she says she doesn't care to Zane, his answer is usually something similar to 'If I spank your bum you'll care,' but I doubt mommy would give me spankies, but my doubts were ruined when she slapped my thigh.

"Watch the attitude, it's our vacation, I plan on taking you out. But if you're going to act up, we can stay home," she warns me, I didn't want to stay home, it's not fun here, we're always home due to school.

"Take me to the amusement park?" I ask her in a low voice, would she take me there? Let me play in the big girl's rides.

"Amusement park? Sure sweetie, if you're a good girl, and obey me," she warns me, I'm always a good girl, I nod my head yes.

"Good, that includes being polite to your father," she says giving me my stupid paci again, I wonder if I can talk mom into taking the clip off my shirt.

The day went with me mostly hiding with mommy, behind her, into her chest, into her neck, which might be my favourite. But mommy has tried to push me three times off her neck, for no reason, which got me to cry, why is she pushing me away, don't she loves me anymore?

"Sweetie, don't bite mommy, that hurt," she says, but I wasn't biting her, I was hiding there, not wanting to talk to my father, or look at him, or do anything that includes him.

The biting, the one mommy called me out for, it happened again, and again, during the day, everything that got near me, I tried to bite or attack, I didn't understand why, but I kept on biting things.

"Mommy, apple?" I say pointing to the green apple, at school they always give us cut-up fruits, but I want one that isn't cut.

"Let me cut it..." she starts but I yelled no, wanting it whole, she handed me the apple and I took a very big bite, I just enjoyed biting it but didn't have any intention of eating it.

"That's a big bite, take a smaller one," mommy says holding a paper napkin against my mouth so I could spit it and not choke on it. The next bite was just as big as the first one, I spat the next one without being asked, ready to take a big third bite, almost done with the apple, but mommy took the apple away.

"What's up with you," mommy says, but I just shrug, nothing is up with me, biting is fun.

"Can I have a word with you, Rosabelle," papa says in his don't mess with me voice, with a big groan I go to have my talk with him, we both sat on the sofa and I waited for him to start talking.

"I know you're mad at me sweetie, but I had to do this, there's more than what you just know," papa starts, but I knew a lot of things including that I hate him for selling me off.

"You sold me," I growl mad at him.

"I didn't sell you Rosabelle, when you grow up, you'll understand," papa says but doesn't add anything else, after a couple of minutes, he got closer to me, trying to hug me, but I was still mad at him, I bite his shoulder, hard, drawing blood, that would teach him.