THE BILLIONAIRE’S SON : CHAPTER 1 – 10

THE BILLIONAIRE’S SON : CHAPTER 1 – 10

By Samuel Favour

CHAPTER 4

I quietly opened the door as I entered inside.

I looked around as I could finally breathe when I didn’t see my father in the living room but that was just for a short period of time when I heard his voice behind me.

“Where were you?”

I shakily turned around staring at my father’s drunk State.

This is bad

This is really bad.

“I said where the h’ll were you?” This time he screamed, grabbing my hair and sI.amming it against the wall.

I fell on the floor as the pain that shut through my head was making everything spin around me.

I managed to stand up and held the couch for support.

“I…. I was… I was at wo..rk” I stammered

“Your work closes by 9pm and this is 10:30pm”.

How was I going to explain that I was given extra work to do and I was h!t by a car.

Before I could open my mouth to explain he beat me to it.

“Or you were who.ring around”

My eyes widened as I heard what my dad said.

“No…no.. I was…

But he sI.apped me making my head spin more.

“You slvt don’t deny it”.

At this moment I was already crying.

I tried not to cry , I tried not to cry in front of him to show him how hurt I was and give him the satisfaction.

But hearing him calling me a slvt hurts.

I can take any beating, any of the beating and insults he throws at me but a slvt it felt all the little dignity I had left was shattered.

“So how much did they pay you after opening your legs “.

“You’re a disgrace”.

“I didn’t do it”.

But that was the mistake I made as he grabbed the bottle of alcohol and sma$hed it on my head.

The couch I was holding for support, I fell on the ground.

Then he started to kck me hard on my stomach.

“I’m always right you slvt”

“Don’t ever correct me” he continued to h!t me and then he used his big feet to h!t my head making it come in contact with the ground so hard.

I could feel a lot of bI.ood dripping from my head.

After what seemed like forever he stopped. I thought he was done but I was so wrong.

He grabbed the wooden chair and smashed it at my back when I was trying to stand up.

I screamed in pain.

My body hurt so badly but my head hurt the most.

After getting h!t by a car and now being beaten for something I didn’t do.

I was bI.eeding everywhere.

My opened wounds, the old one and the new ones I just got.

My head was pounding with so much pain .

I just laid on the floor wishing death could come and take my right now.

I was weak, I couldn’t stand up to even go to my room

That bstard called me a slvt a fking slvt while his wife is the real slvt.

How much can I still bear?

Why is life cruel to me?

Sometimes I ask myself if God really hates me to deserve this.

My father grabbed my hair as I growl in pain.

He dragged me outside pushing me so hard on the floor as I fell on the ground.

I didn’t even bother to stand up.

“Go back to the place you were whoring from”

With that he shut the door so hard.

I just laid on the floor as I started to cry so hard.

I don’t know how long I was there but I knew it was a long time.

My mom came and saw me lying on the floor but she didn’t do anything. Instead she used her heels to step on my hand making me whine in pain.

“That’s for disturbing my sweat moment”

With that she walked inside.

I continue to lay on the floor for God knows how long.

Then it started to rain.

Ohh, great , just great.

As if I haven’t had enough of today.

I used the little strength I had left to stand up but I staggered.

I didn’t bother to look for the shattered because there was none in this poor area where I lived.

I started to walk holding the wall for support wherever my leg took me.

THE BILLIONAIRE’S SON : CHAPTER 1 – 10

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