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“LOUIS!!!!! You need to find a wife!!!” My evil stepfather Liam says cause he's homophobic, even though he doesnt know im gay.
He screams and hits my weak 3 '4 body crushing my ribs and breaking my ankle. I hobble to my bedroom crying.
If only someone would save me, perhaps a tall dark strong and handsome brute with green eyes and a sharp nose and long curly brown hair.
I fall asleep forgetting to do my chores, worsening the beating I'll get later. I wake up to my evil stepbrothers throwing their dirty laundry on my bed.
“WAASH OUR LAUNDRY!!!!!!!!!!! WASSH OUR LAUNDRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” they chant in my small elf like ear, waking me up from my slumber and breaking my tiny eardrums.
Atleast I don’t have to hear them anymore, even though humour wont help me now. :(
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The next day I wake up and examine my bruises. My blue yellow green blue purple violet opaline eyes stare back at me in the mirror. My ankle is hurting really bad but if i don’t do my chores my evil stepfather liam will tell me im a naughty boy and beat me up. I hurry downstairs with my head down. Avoiding eye contact with my stepmother and step sisters and pouring them tea.
“Louinderella?” my stepfather says in an evil tone.
“ me and your brothers are going to the ball in four days, you must wash our undergarmentz”
“Yes mother” I answer with fear in my tone. I sigh and my knees give out cuz of the breeze.
My step father kicks me in the groin telling me im bad and to make her a sandwich.
I crawl into the kitchen crying and grabbing the salami that my stepmother likes.
I bring him the the sandwich. She looks through the sandwich pulling each piece apart and throwing it at me whilst screaming, “I HATE SANDWICHES WHY WOULD YOUU BRING ME ONE????????????”
my step brothers laugh at me, zayn and niall, they hate me and are almost worse than my step father. I walk over to their dirty laundry and sort through it when a big red boxing glove punches me right in my sharp jaw.
My step sisters laugh and point at me. “HAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHANAAANABAHHAJAHAJAJAJJAJAJAJA! You're so dumb! You thought that we wouldnt prank you today?” My step brothers have tears rolling down their faces from laughing.They tell me to lick their tears so I can taste their victory.
I run upstairs and start the laundry locking the door behind me. I check for pranks and do the laundry.
I sigh and dream of my fairygodfaggot Simon cowbell. I fall asleep on top of the washing machine dreaming of the ball.
I wake up to the sound of my angry step sisters yelling for their undergarments.
“I NEED MY UNDERWEAR!!!!!!!” says niall. “I NEED MY CoRSet” YELLS Zayn. I wake up from my slumber with a messed up face and wet undergarments in the washing machine.
“Shit shit shit,’ i say under my breath. Pulling out their undergarments and putting them in the dryer.
I slip out of the laundry room window ripping my dress and falling on my face. I run around our cottage and into the kitchen door. I can still hear my stepbrothers yelling for their undergarments. I hold back tears looking at the clock and seeing its almost dinner time.
I make some food and tea and set the table. I don’t hear my stepbrothers yelling anymore and get nervous by the quiet of the house. I go to the bathroom to try and freshen up.
Otherwise my step mother liam will yell at me. I throw some cold water on my face trying to get rid of the puffiness from all my crying.I also wrap bandages around my cuts from the window and examine my ankle.
I exit the bathroom and find my family at the table eating their food. I quietly walk in and sit down. But my stepmother picks up my plate and drops it on the floor.
“Your getting a little bit fat.” He says with a malicious tone in her voice laughing. My step sisters also laugh. I start crying and pick up my food off the floor and drop it into the trash.
“Goodnight,” my stepmother says, excusing me from the room. “And don’t forget about our laundry, the ball is in four days,” He says.
I nod and leave the room. The walk up to my bedroom is excruciating because my ankle hurts so bad. When I finally get to my room at the highest floor in the cottage I collapse on my bed and sob. Everything was so hopeless.