Love Me Harder +18

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Esmeralda's POV

I opened the door as I stepped inside my father's office ,but the angry man behind the ruined desk hadn't noticed me.

The only one who did was my older brother, Zane, who wore a grim expression as he stood in the corner of the room like he didn't want to be part ofour father's rage.

I glanced back at our father, who stood behind his expansive, old desk. The laptop on the desk was destroyed, as well as a few documents which were ripped apart.

"You w***e! You lied to me this entire time!" Heshouted at the woman who was my mother leaning against the dark wall, with a hand on her chest.

My mother was standing by the help of the wall, sinceshe seemed shaken and terrified.

"David.." She whispered my father's first name,gripping tightly into her chest. "It's not what you think"

"You are a traitor! You lied to me for years!" He pointedat her, his eyes were wide and furious, as I had neverseen my father this angry in my life.

What the f**k had happened?

"W-What do you mean? I-I didn't lie t-to you." Mymother asked him.

"You lied to me about Bethany, Daniella their paternity."My father's face turned red from the anger as he pulled out the four documents from the drawer.

He took out one of the documents and began to read out loud. "The paternity test shows that Bethany even Daniella are not my children.." he paused "Esmeralda is"

"You lied to me_for year how many is what I won't count" His voice was full of betrayal yet of rage.

"You made fake documents, fake paternity test everything" He shook his head, then threw the paternity documents at her.

"U lying animal" He slammned an angry fist into his wooden desk."Only Zane and Esmeralda carry my blood" he shouted.

My mother fell on the floor on her knees, sobs escaping her lips because father had caught onto her deadly lie.

I too almost fell on the floor, as my heart was pounding hard against my chest.

"You want to get me killed this whole family. You want to give the head of the Drakos Syndicate a bastard!"

"She's still your daughter, you raised her and loved her,nobody else did." My mother whispered.

"You made me ignore my actual only daughter to play house with your 2 bastards, you told me to ignore her, My only true daughter" My father glances down at the wooden desk, his fists clenched.

"If I had t-told you the t-truth, you would have killed us,you would have killed me, and treated Bethany and Daniella like you treat Esmeralda. It was better if y-you treat Esmeralda badly, i don't care, but n-not Bethany or Daniella. They are my daughter's I love them. " My mothersays through her sobs.

"Yes, I would have killed you, then taken Zane and Esmeralda with me!" My father loses it as he started to hurl things her way

I placeda hand on my forehead as I felt my visionblurry, my heart began to pound louder, but most of all,it began to ache.

All the abuse, all the neglect, all the trauma I hadsuffered while growing up was because my fatherthought I wasn't his child.

He had thought that I was a product of my mother's affair.

Each time, my father kept telling me to kill myself,and I was close to doing it, cutting my wrists or almost drowning in a lake when I couldn't even swim.

Each time, I had hurt myself hoping that my father would show an ounce of care towards me, but he did not, he wanted me dead.

Each time, I came home after school and wasn't allowed to eat dinner with them, or they didn't allow me to eat food which came from their fridge and I had to starve until the maids sneaked inside to give me food.

Or when I turned eighteen and my mother wanted me to marry an old man who was known to r**e women.

How could they do this towards me? How could my ownmother do this to me?

I pressed my hands on my ears, trying to cover the sound of my father's harsh voice towards my mother, or my brother's pleading voice for them to stop.

I wish, I hadn't been affected by this, but how could Inot? When I finally understood why I was hated eversince the day I was born.

"You have ruined everything!"

"W-What else w-was I supposed to do? It is n-not like any of us cared if Esmeralda was alive.'

Even with my hands clamped over my ears, I can still hear them.

The shouting, the cries, the bitter words- they penetratethrough my hands, through my body, througheverything, Each word feels like a knife slicing throughmy heart.

I press my hands even harder against my ears, myfingers digging into my scalp. I feel the blood on mynails from my scalp.

Suddenly I hear the door open to my father's office, but I can't see anything anymnore.

The world starts to blur, the edges of my vision darkening. The room spins, and I feel myself slipping away, my body feels heavy.

I take one last, shuddering breath, and then, finally,everything goes black.