Freed

“What’s wrong?”

The woman took the chance the chance to start sniffling and crying. “She raised her hand to me.”

Demi looked at the woman with furrowed eyebrows. “Are you kidding me?” her hand was still on her cheek. “You freaking hit me!”

Mitchel didn’t want to hear anything else from her. He raised his hand and slapped her across the other cheek. “Shut up. She’s your new mom. So, you’ll listen to her and do as she say.”

Tears welled in her eyes. She knew her dad was a cruel man but she never thought he would force his mistress down their throat as their parent. She wanted to leave. Knew that she desperately needed to get out of there. Michelle lowered her head. She refused to make eye contact with Demi. Michelle got a taste of how vindictive this girl was in her short time of staying back in her old house. She couldn’t even get her old room back. That was now the room for the baby.

Demi turned her back on them about to escape through the bac