Men!

She spit venomously on this click of a word.
She hates them! She hates whole of them, the very lewd kind!
All of them.

"Amoura"
He called yet again, end up with triumph!

She gathered her stuffs and dashed, huffed out!

Amoura!
She even hate her name, that reminds only his way of calling her,
'Amoura Mi Amor'
She felt his touch even from reminiscing his voice.
She felt disgusted.
He had her, almost every hell of nights!
She trembled by his thoughts, dad!

She could feel the urge of lone tears all ready to escape, No she mustn't let them slip through. She is hell tired of crying, now she couldn't comprehend what tears actually is.
Her emotions are all dead, so well her heart is!

A sad melancholy broke her thought, it's her cellphone ringing. Like her life, she set apt Ringtune.
She knew who that might be, without bothering to look call Id she attended.

"Amoura, why ain't you here yet? You know right, your dad is coming today. He'll be here at any moment, come home fast I need you in help"

"Step Dad!" She gritted her teeth at her Mom.
She knew she shouldn't have argued with her Mom, but couldn't be helped.

"I'm not arguing with you for this again, come home soon, and yeah try to accept him!"
With that she hung up on her.
She couldn't understand her daughter's feeble heart.
Teenage hormone, she pitied them.

Accept him?
She sarcastically laughed on her mother's remark.
That pure innocent soul, she thought. She never knew her husband's animalistic side.
And she dared never to confront her, for sure he will even dare to end her mother's life for his own satisfaction of lust,she knew.

She was that one little girl, who always fancied a picture perfect family.
Mom , Dad , she , siblings!
Well , all her friends have.
And How wonderful that'd be?

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