Novel & Cerita Escaping Abusive Parents Game

a college girl asked. Mike sighed. "You need to raise the favorability of every boss in the instance to 100. So far, no player has ever made it." The girl broke down, clutching her head and crying, "I want to go home! I want my mom!" The other players started tearing up as well. Only I didn't understand what all the fuss was about. "Isn't this just a parenting game? Why are they so terrified?" I decided to clear this thing quickly and leave.

"This was a test, and you failed. So it really is about money with you, huh?" I felt nothing. My reply was calm and flat. "When are you giving back my money?" He exploded, sending a sixty-second voice rant, "Lila! Does it say anywhere that money was yours? What proof do you have that I was spending your allowance?" I didn’t even hesitate. Within a second, I unlinked his family card, then changed both my phone payment password and lock screen password. That sent him spiraling. "Lila! Why’d you remove the card? Without it, how am I supposed to survive? If I starve to death, you’ll be a murderer."

“Abby your mother is a whore, there is no way to know where or who your father is, so let’s just drop this alright?” “Whatever.” She said rolling her eyes, she pulled out her phone and started playing her game again. She thought about her father, but he was right there was no way to know who or where her father was. Brenda was a careless whore, and she was probably high off her ass when they were together.

My father says taking a sip of his scotch. “Is Amara beta or a gamma? It doesn’t matter to me, I’m just curious how it works for bastards.” I have to admit this shitty situation is an interesting one. I’m not sure I’ve ever heard of a bastard pup who wasn’t abandoned by both parents. Amara’s mom kept her and fooled her mate. I wonder how many other pups there are like Amara, left to live with their parent’s sins.

She gasped and tried to get away but I held her back and pulled her in my arms, pinning both of her arms above her head and pressed her against my chest tightly as I said, "Don't you think I'm getting tired of this game we're playing?" she stared straight at me trying to read my intentions. "Abby, it doesn't matter whether you hate me or not, because you're mine. you're my only human friend i got." She escaped from my grip and said, "Fuck off!" and left. An hour later, I came to my house. I saw mom and dad arguing about something again. "Why are you so goddamn stubborn?!" I heard dad say. "If there's something bothering you all this time, why didn't you tell me?"

“Yeah that’s what mama said too. She said she remembered your dad too. That he wasn't the best?” “Oh yeah uh” Axton runs his fingers through his dark hair and lets out a heavy breath as he leans against the counter. “My dad abused me a lot. If I played badly in a game, if I did anything he disagreed with. He’s homophobic, and when he found out I was into guys, into you. He punished me for it a lot. He did the same to my brother and mom. We moved into the pack house because it was getting really bad. My uncle is thinking of kicking him out of the pack”

He nodded to one of his men, who stepped forward turning a video on in his phone. There in front of me, looking much older, were my parents. Trapped in a cage, both looking like they had been abused, under fed, and distraught. “How do I know this is not a trick?” I asked. “How could I have aged your parents?” he asked with a chuckle. “AI can do amazing things,” Marly stated, winning her the glare of the Rogue King.

The neighbors snapped a photo of the "family point system" and posted it in the residents' group chat. Then, it got shared on TikTok and X. The headline was: "A Stepfather's 'Number Education': Using Points to Drive A 17-Year-Old Girl to Death." In the photos, the whiteboard covered in pluses and minuses became ironclad proof of child abuse. The writing was still fresh on the line: "Leaving home without permission, -500 points".

I want to feel safe, and I know I will with Terrax by my side. My dark memories and scars from my abuse will have to be something I overcome, but hopefully, they won't hinder my growth. I want to become a suitable mate. I want to make Terrax happy. I already received education. Now I need confidence. I don't think I can ever get closure, but I will settle for safety and love.

“Your father and I were talking about moving there. He’s able to get a transfer to New Port, which isn’t far, and it’s such a cute little town.” “I’m not following. Why are you moving?” Mom lets out a sigh. “Every time Bobby comes close to cleaning up his act, he falls back with the same crowd. If we move away from the bad apples, maybe he’ll stay clean long enough to make it a habit.” I rub the back of my neck, stress and sleep deprivation getting to me. “He’s thirty-two years old, Mom. When are you going to let him go and start enjoying your life?” “Never,” she says without hesitation. “He’s my child and I’ll forever try to help him.”