“Go on, do it.”
I straighten getting to my full height and wait for the impact of his hand to land across my face.
“You can’t hurt me anymore than you already have. But I promise you this… You will be sorry.” I look him dead straight in the eyes.
“You threatening me?” He takes a step towards me dropping his hand.
“No. I don’t like to make empty threats this is more of a promise” I smirk.
“What, because you’re aware of the truth you now you think you're better than us?” He sneers.
“No, it’s because I’ve survived and gotten to where I am today that I know I am better than you and without you...”
“Oh please.” My mother laughs cutting me off.
“You may like to think you are something special but you’re not. We use to think your sister was special, but look how that t
