I gave her a glare.

"Oh, so you decided to take off your beautiful scarf and hoodie and show your ugly face? Now go in the kitchen and make us some dinner!" She yelled and I tried my best to stop my anger.

"Didn't you hear me or are you deaf?" I asked and a vein grew on her face.

She then walked towards me and pinned me on the floor.

"Go get her Jane!" Kylie, my second eldest step-sister squealed.

"Yeah!" Bianca, my third eldest step-sister cheered.

"P-please, stop." I begged and Jane snickered.

"Why? Because you're too weak to fight me?" She asked and I got angry.

Everything around me began to be the colour red and I know my eyes would be red by now. I quickly moved, pushing myself upwards then pinned Jane on the floor. I held her elbow. Kylie and Bianca stopped cheering and they both look at me in fear.

"I'm not afraid of fighting you. It is not because I'm weak. The reason why is because I don't want to hurt a weakling like you. So you better shut your mouth up and stop telling me what to do or I'm not going to have a second thought on killing you." I threatened then get off her and walked upstairs while covering my eyes with my bangs.

I got inside my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I planted my body on the bed, feeling the thorns and I clench my hands.

"MUM! FINALLY YOU'RE HOME!" I heard Bianca yelled.

"What happened to Jane?!" I heard my step-mum asked with full of anger.

"It's that stupid brat who did this to me. I was just admiring her face because she finally decided to remove her scarf and hoodie but she just threaten to kill me. She said that she will kill me if I say another word. Also I offered her that I will cook dinner for her, but she just spat on me." Jane lied while fake crying.

Why can't just my real parents be alive right now? If they were, then I might have a different life and maybe an even better one. I look at the f/c dagger that was under my bed. It was the only gift that I have left from my parents. I received it at my eight birthday and kept it with me since then.

I miss them but... I guess the only thing you can't return is the dead.

"I'M GOING TO MAKE THAT BRAT SUFFER AGAIN!" My step mum yelled with anger and I clench my hand into a fist.

"Demonia! Calm down, you don't have to make her suffer!" I heard my step dad exclaimed.

My step dad is the only one who didn't made me suffer. He treats me like a real child of his own and I don't know why but he treats me as his real daughter more than my three step daughter.

Everytime I feel down, he was always there for me. He would stand up for me. I don't know why, but I don't care why he love me instead of his real daughters. I heard a loud knock on my door which I already know it was my step mum. 

"OPEN THIS DOOR THIS INSTANT YOU STUPID BRAT!" My evil step mum demanded, but I stayed at the corner, waiting for her to destroy my door.

"IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS THEN I WILL HAVE TO PUNISH YOU FOR ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU HAD DONE! I WILL MAKE YOU SUFFER AGAIN! AND I WON'T SHOW ANY MERCY ON TORTURING YOU!" She growled and I just rolled my eyes.

"THAT'S IT!" She yelled then she started slamming until the door broke down.

Poor door...

And there she is, with full of anger in her face. She spotted me immediately at the corner. I look down at the ground with my bands covering my eyes.

"THERE YOU ARE YOU STUPID BRAT! Now you will pay for what you had done!" She growled emphasising the last sentence.

I waited for her to come until I felt something tugging my hair. She then jammed her right leg into my stomach, making me lost all of the air in my lungs but I did not show any emotions. Not anymore. I was use to pain since the day that my real parents abandoned me.

Demonia lifted my face so I could make eye contact with her and then a smirk was shown on her face. She then put out a knife from her pocket and pointed it at my neck.

"I guess Jane was correct, you do have a beautiful face but... that will be gone soon! Only my daughters are allowed to have beautiful faces and not you!" She shrieked and slice the knife on my cheek like a slap.

I felt a stinging pain on my cheek but remained emotionless.

"Scream! Beg for mercy! I want to hear your ugly voice begging for mercy!" She screamed but I didn't scream nor beg for mercy.

This made her even more furious as she got out a whip and started whipping me, enjoying herself on torturing me and making me suffer in pain. Me on the other hand, let her do it since I didn't want to hurt anyone.

"Jane! Come here and make this trash suffer! Give her no mercy!" Demonia yelled and soon Jane came into sight.