Bora was smirking. Fucking bitch. 
                          
I hated bieng tied down and bieng ordered and been controlled. So so fucking much. But the fuckers infront of me sure know the right threads to pull on me. 
                          
"Don't act like you didn't get the fucking slut beside you pregnant. Tsk such a man whore you are huh. At least if you could keep your fucking dick to yourself then mamma wouldn't have dumped your pathetic ass. But you know what? I'm glad, At least she got a man unlike your-"
                          
A loud commotion was heard as father throwed the small table infront of us to the side aggressively while Bora screamed in high pitch. I remained unfazed. Really bitch?
                          
Him lashing out was nothing new to me. 
                          
Maids were running to hall as they heard the commotion and one or two men too. motherfuckers. Where the fuck were they when I screamed my lungs out to them. When I begged them to help me, save me ................ to give me a little bit of water. All they did were scoff or ignore me. And now ........... makes me wanna fucking burn this whole mansion down.
                          
"YOU WON'T TALK LIKE THAT YOU HEAR ME. YOU BETTER SHOW SOME RESPECT. NOT IN MY FUCKING HOUSE. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF"
                          
I got up and fold my hands. Anger was over powering him as he screamed at me while breathing heavily. 
                          
I walked infront of him and stand heads up matching his eyes not backing down showing him I'm not scared of him. Not anymore. 
                          
"What you gonna do. Beat me? Stab me? Whip me with a fucking belt till I bleed? Burn my skin with a fucking weed? I would love to see you try." I said in low voice as looked into his eyes staring at his soul daring him, as I took step towards him he took one back. Good.
                          
If he think I'm still that defenseless little girl whose gonna take every shit then there's a fucking early Christmas present for him.
                          
Without another word I walked out of mansion and blew out a breath I have been holding as my hands shivered. 
                          
My legs were shaky as I felt so so suffocated as the oxygen was running out. Patting my chest I reassured myself that's it's ok.
                          
"You are out of it. None gonna take you or pick up on you"
                          
I breathed heavily.
                          
Flash back~
                          
I was sitting on my bed as I looked at the wall nervously as what's gonna happen next.
                          
No. No.
                          
Nothing bad won't happen.
                          
Father won't do anything. right?
                          
I mean I just said I don't want to be in a hall full of people. What's the harm in it?. 
                          
I don't like bieng there. The people there are so bad. Giving bad eye to me. I hugged my small body as suddenly door to the room open violently. 
                          
Father came inside followed by aunt Bora who was smirking. 
                          
"I heard you have been difficult"
                          
I shook my head looking down at bed as I was terrified to even look him in his face.
                          
"She said she won't go to the party." Aunt Bora said. 
                          
"Is that true?" He asked after seconds of silence. 
                          
Was he gonna beat me? I was so afraid to face him.
                          
I heard few foot steps and then suddenly my face was yanked to side and there was father's terrifying face, right in front of me.
                          
The grip on my jaw was so tight that it was hurting me and sure gonna leave a mark.
                          
My small body was shaking so bad infront of him.
                          
He blew smoke in my face which caused me to cough in fit air.
                          
"WHEN I TALK, YOU'LL LOOK AT ME"
                          
I lowered my eyes as he screamed at me which caused me to cry out.
                          
"UNDERSTAND?" I started to cry as I nodded my head repeatedly. 
                          
Taking another breath from whatever it is and blowing smoke out he spoke "why are you refusing to come to the party?"
                          
I could hear my own heartbeat as my breath was shallow. I was terrified. Terrified that he was gonna kill me.
                          
Not wanting to anger him more I answered him in my small voice while shaking "I ....... d-dont w-w-want too. B-bad people" if I'm gonna lie, he will know and then he will beat me. If I'm gonna stay silent he's definitely gonna beat me. So I told the truth. Which is gonna end real bad. The thought alone was making me cry harder while I bite my lip to stop myself from crying out loud to not anger him.
                          
He laughed at me. "You little shit" mumbling he dragged my body to the ground as I screamed from impact. Screamed for help. To leave me. But all I could see was an smirking aunty Bora and an angry father who teared my top while laying me on front.
                          
His hands were on back of my neck gripping so I couldn't escape as I trashed around. His grip was so hard.
                          
"I SAID STOP MOVING"
                          
"please....... I-I will g-go. Please don't"
                          
But all my struggles came to a pause when I felt a burning sensation on my back. 
                          
My skin felt as it was on on fire ........... I don't even know but I screamed on top of my lungs which hurted my vocal chords. Tears wouldn't stop.
                          
It was burning and hurting. But no one acknowledged my scream let alone help me from this nightmare.
                          
I pleaded them to stop but all father said was how much of a useless shit I was. How he wanted to burn my both eyes instead.
                          
~~~~~~~~~
                          
An tear escaped from my left eye as I gripped the seat of my bike. But I didn't cried or anything. Just a tear. Fucking bitch.
                          
Calm breaths.
                          
It's all in the past.
                          
Remember who you are.
                          
You are not same kid anymore. 
                          
Deep breaths. 
                          
After getting myself together I hop on bike and flew out of there. The place was like the root of my all nightmares. 
                          
I could still feel the burning sensation on my back. I accelerated my bike and sped through vehicles wanting to leave all those memories at behind.
                          
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So,
                          
What do you think? A lil sneak peak on storm's past. 
                          
Also this book reached 100  reads and I had a mini break down. Like I know it isn't much and it's not a big deal. But it means everything to me. To every one who reading this book. It means alot to me. I really appreciate it.
                          
One more thing, they about to get married and I'm excited.
                          
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