Boi, how many times have I said this? If you’re not old enough, go back! Leave this chapter alone! And all the others!
Micheal’s P.O.V.
It was...Elianna’s father.
A/N: I totally lied to you when I said it wasn’t Elianna’s dad! Haha! Did any of you fall for it? Meh, probably not. Dis plot twist is bad.
Elianna’s P.O.V.
I saw my dad coming up to us in a dark blue prison jumpsuit, along with a group of other prisoners in blue suits.
“Who’s that?” my dad said, looking at Micheal. “Did ya get a boyfriend while I was gone? I don’t really like him. He looks ugly.”
“Dad! Don’t!” I said. “You have done too many bad things to me and mom! Please don’t invade my life again!”
“Listen, missy, life is not fair, and sometimes you gotta deal with things. Now, c’mon,” he said, grabbing my wrist and turning to Micheal. “Hey, little man, wanna have a kiss?”
“With who? Elianna over there, next to you?”
“No! With the trash can! Get ‘em, boys!”
Two of my dad’s thugs grabbed Micheal by the ankles and dropped him into the trash can, closing the lid and locking it. They then proceeded to shove the trash can down the street until it was gone from site.
“Now you belong to me and my boys. Say goodbye to your past life.”
A/N: This chapter is shorter than others. Don’t worry, chapter 5 will be very long.
"A hurt/comfort fanfiction"
ReplyDeleteYep. This is comforting.