The sounds of metals clanking and chairs rumbling invaded Crystal's sleep. And it was the first she was having a nice rest, at least she has slept for four hours now for the past 3 days.

Crystal sighed, staring at the wall clock, it was just 5:30 in the morning. She started down the hallway, hoping the noice was not from Sloane.

And Sloane was non other than her elder sister, who always finds a way to keep her busy. Sloane is a stuffed up little piece of barbie doll, who thinks the world revolves around her. "The princess of the family".

And when the girl does not get the god-damned thing she ever wanted. That is the life Sloan lives' and with Crystal's stepmother.

Crystal could swear that she can burn down a god-damned castle. Sloane just never take no for an answer.

And Crystal call her " Bitch of the century".

Who thinks every little persons are benefiting from her parent's wealth.

And any one that benefits from her parent's wealth are slaves to her money.

That was definitely how life looks like to her. All sweet and shiny.

At least that is what Crytal sees.

Well Sloan sees Crystal too in the total opposite of this.

She is just her dad's sperm donor whose dad decides to take in because-well,to protects her father's so called good reputation-he just must.

Taking in the scene before her, Crystal stands on the stair case. Suddenly terrified at the sight the sitting room has turned.

Eyes pinning her own, his next steps somehow seemed more aggressive, his lithe body fluid in his movement, the clothes of civility doing nothing to mask the animal in him, emphasizing it even more.

Everything inside her rebelled at the thought of being preyed upon, yet she couldn't stop her feet from going in to the scene, her chest heaving slightly, her hands shaking, whether in fear or thrill or something else she didn't know.

Her emotions were an indistinguishable mass of something.

Crystal took a last step back, feeling the counter separating the kitchen and the dining area at her back, the cool granite top pressing against the base of her spine, sending small shivers coursing through her body. She clenched her jaw, her pulse beating with vengeance in her body, throbbing everywhere as she kept her eyes on him.

He would stop a few steps away.

But he didn't, just kept stalking, his body loose but controlled.

Crystal pressed deeper into the railing. On the stair case leading to the seating room.

He needed to stop.

He didn't.

And for the life of her, she couldn't voice the single word, not as his eyes bore into her, glimpsing at things she never saw coming.

It was upside down. "Oh for the love of what is going on here"? Crystal never knew , the sitting room was just something else it looks like a the manger she had imagined Jesus Christ was begatted.

But oh no, no way this was happening, oh yes way Crystal. Because her stepmother was tied down near the broken television, with half broken nose, she looks half alive half dead.

Oh moon goddess what was going on?.

Crystal was still looking around when she sighted Sloane kneeling half dead_half alive in between a certain man in black suits' lap. Oh my_ do not tell her!. Did Sloane just give this dark and scary man a blow j_ Crystal could not help it, she just witnessed Sloane out of breath.

Oh how embarrassing could that be?. That brought joy to Crystal's belly.

She could not help the chuckle that forced it self out of her belly.

Do not blame her though. Crystal is not accepted in the family. Her so called stepmother was a freak. More definitely, materialistic freak. All she cared about Is taking care of her skin and buying latest designers. Who woulda thunk?.

"Ah!_" oh that definitely came out loud, because the remaining men in black suits' notices her.

She was in deep trouble. Why did she have to come out in this situation.?

"Oh such a little beauty we have here".

Another man stood up and let Sloane slide off his laps as he dashed towards Crystal.

He was not going to have his way with her would he?.

She could have just left her psycho family being tortured the same way she had been tortured just like them.

"Excu_excuse me, who are you?" Crystal asks her voice shaking already.

"Loan sharks" the man breathed out the smoke in his mouth.

Oh no, did her father owe this people?.

They are fucking loan sharks!.

Crystal watched in horror, as the man points his gun at her. "Now you fucking tell me where the fuck your shit head father is hiding or I blow your fucking skull" he threatened. Oh this is definitely happening.

How come she had to die in the morning?. Crystal never picture her death like this. She had always thought she either dies in the hands of her bloodsucking family not in the hands of this fucking hooligans.

"How_how am I to know?_" she was shut as  the man cock the gun.

"M_my father never tells me anywhere he goes I swear I know nothing about him" Crystal quickly confessed. Her voice in high pitch this time.

"Guess you're gonna be the one taken to boss since the other chick their has sucked my cock. Boss wouldn't like that. Now would he?" The man asks the other men in black suits.

They are all large muscled.

And they answered in unison."That is pretty true"!.

Are they robots?.

"Guys! Take her. Boss would be pleased with this."

"Yes take her, she knows a lot about dad. You can have her. Crystal you have to pay for us to live" her stepmother that was half dead, said.

How so not good she is the monster in designer clothes.

Suddenly the men in black came rushing over her. They held her on both arms so as to not let her go.

No no. Do not take me away. I am innocent, where did father go to?. Sloane speak. Won't you?. Are you all going to watch me taken" away like this?"  screamed on  top of her voice.

Sloane walks up to Crystal and dragging her tired self as she lands a resounding slap on her cheeks.

That hurts! That really hurts.

"What? After all the things this family has done for you?. You are educated and benefits from our wealth. Father even gave you a place to lay your head, and here you are not able to pay him back?. You are so ungrateful".

And since she cannot slap those red cheeks of hers in return, because her arms are held tight.

She simply spat on those filthy lips of hers.

She deserves more than that.

"Fine!. I will save your fucking ass and leave this hell hole. All you guys do is make me your slaves.   Keep being the fucking bitch, that you are. And guess who the ungrateful bitch is?. It's you.! Fucking bitch". She roared and was dragged away.

Was she really sold in exchange for her sperm donor's debt?.