Rainbow Dash POV

Sigh. I completed my homework after that song 'Pretty Girl' for Soarin. I expect he loves it, because from my tiny window, I saw him dancing to the music, and I recorded it. He looked like a penguin shaking his ass! OMG!

I listened to Soarin's song 'Perfect', that hit on Spotify. It was good, and his voice was powerful and deep, with a loving tone.

No wonder so many girls want him so much, not me (of course!)! LMAO!

I finished my homework, and was about to put it away, when the door burst open. Uh oh.

Dad stormed in and yelled,"You disgrace! I told you to avoid public appearances! No one likes you anyway!"

"I...I didn't!" I protested faintly, knowing it won't work.

He continued,"The Dash family doesn't need a piece of shit like you! You're not going to school tomorrow! I'll tell the teacher you're sick, okay? No one would worry." he said angrily.

I knew what this meant. Another day in the torture chamber. Yeah, we have one, used only by me.

Dad dragged me out of the room, and down the stairs.

He shouted,"Wave Chill, Fire Streak, Lightning Streak, Prism Bolt, Sky Stinger, Vapor Trail, Fleetfoot and Speedy are so much better than you! You're the disgrace of our family name!"

I just screamed inside my heart. This always happens, but I know my eight siblings try their best to help me. I like Fleetfoot and Prism most of all. They sneaked me food from the kitchen. But my other siblings are also very nice to me. When we're alone, they comfort me and say that it's not my fault. It's Dad's, Uncle's, and Grandpa and Grandma's fault for being psychopaths.

But it's mine.

Dad threw me into a pitch dark room with no windows and only one heavy, metal door to prevent me from escaping, with only a drain in the floor for me to use as a toilet. And no, I can't escape from there, because it's too small.

He stripped me naked, and slammed the door behind me. He always forces me to stay here for days without eating, or even clothes to keep warm.

I sighed. I know there was no way to get out. I tried to escape, but got a severe beating in repayment. I almost died that time, but Fleet rushed me to the hospital, and I survived. Barely. I was never the same.

I started to sing:

https://youtu.be/YQk9Wc20y1c

I know you've got the best intentions

Just trying to find the right words to say

I promise I've already learned my lesson

But right now, I want to be not okay

I'm so tired, sitting here waiting

If I hear one more "Just be patient"

It's always gonna stay the same

So let me just give up

So let me just let go

If this isn't good for me

Well, I don't wanna know

Let me just stop trying

Let me just stop fighting

I don't want your good advice

Or reasons why I'm alright

You don't know what it's like

You don't know what it's like

Can't stop these feet from sinking

And it's starting to show on me

You're staring while I'm blinking

But just don't tell me what you see

I'm so over all this bad luck

Hearing one more "Keep your head up"

Is it ever gonna change?

So let me just give up

So let me just let go

If this isn't good for me

Well, I don't wanna know

Let me just stop trying

Let me just stop fighting

I don't want your good advice

Or reasons why I'm alright

You don't know what it's like

You don't know what it's like

Don't look at me like that

Just like you understand

Don't try to pull me back

Let me just give up

Let me just let go

If this isn't good for me

Well, I don't wanna know

Let me just stop trying

Let me just stop fighting

I don't want your good advice

Or reasons why I'm alright

You don't know what it's like

You don't know what it's like

You don't know, you don't know, you don't know

You don't know what it's like

You don't know what it's like

You don't know, you don't know

You don't know what it's like

You don't know what it's like

I sighed yet again, and was about to find a spot on the cold metal floor which was comfortable enough for me to sleep, when I heard my favourite voice in the world.

"Dashie? You in there?" whispered Fleetfoot.

I whispered back,"Yes!"

"I'll try, but the key isn't in the keyhole." she replied.

If you're asking me why I'm fine with this, because it happens often. Dad would lock me out of the house with nothing on when it's snowing, just to look out of his bedroom window and see me suffer. That's why his bedroom is facing the opposite street.

I smiled sadly. Fleetfoot had left to try to get the key. From what I learnt before, in the drain (toilet), I broke a hole with a spoon which I hid in my mouth. Digging for days in that room, I successfully made a big hole there to store things, and if I pee or poo, it won't go in at all. That's the design.

I know Wave never knows everything. Dad wants him to inherit the companies, and be the boss of the world, having all people kneeling by his feet.

Dad and Uncle hide everything on purpose. I've been abused since I was born. My earliest memory was scrubbing the floor while they kick me when I was 1.

The next year, everything was worse. I was locked up in the torture chamber for days on end, and I came out after a week, it's a miracle. I was usually locked up for a month, and when I go back to school, I lie that I had family business, went on vacation, participated in concerts, ran away, etc. They buy the lies. But I'm breaking inside.

I wish Fleetfoot would come soon. I'm so cold. 

Mentally and physically.

A/N: Sad chapter. Inspired by quotes on Google. Please vote and comment!

-Bai guys-