The Badass Mafia Princess and Family

~ Betty's pov~

I'm staring up at the black night sky, counting all the stars to try to become tired enough to get some sleep before I have to get ready for another day of hell.

But the pain in my stomach and dislocated shoulder made sleep impossible! I had been five minute late for my curfew and Victor, also know as my dad, did not like that I didn't have his and Margarethe's diner ready when they came home high as fuck. Since it is my responsibility to make sure their stomach is filled especially when they are high!

They are my parents but I no longer call them mom and dad, they lost that right many years ago! They don't even want me to call them mom and dad, if I do I get a good beating. I always have to respond with 'sir' and 'Ma'am'.

For as long as I can remember I have always been beaten, starved and neglected. I have and still wish for my parents to show me real love, because I know they are not treating me right. I just want my mother to say that she love me and that my father to call me his little princess. But deep down I know that will never happen!

So right now I just sit here on top of the roof looking at the night sky and trying not to move a muscle since everything hurts!

But I know its starting to get early morning and if I'm want to make it to school in time I have to get ready now and make sure breakfast is ready for Margarethe and Victor and make sure the chores is done or I will look at another beating when I get home from school.

I slowly get up from the roof to walk inside threw the window to my room that's also the attic. I try to move as quiet as I can so i don't make any noise, i want to stay away from Victor as much as I can!

I slowly make it inside and walk into the little bathroom I have up here. It's a rundown bathroom that have a broken mirror, a tiny shower, a toilet in the corner and a little sink under the broken mirror.

As I was staring at the broken mirror the memories from when that broke slowly made its way to the front of my mind. It was one night I had been coming home late because I had to work a bit overtime at the diner where I work as a waiter.

Flashback (trigger warning - sexual content)

It was a full dinner tonight and I just couldn't leave Oscar and Karen handle a full dinner alone. They are always so kind towards me, and they always give me all the tips we are making.

They also give me some hand down clothes from their daughter that she don't fit anymore. So helping them is the least I could do even though I know I will pay for it when I get home.

Now on my walk home I'm already dreading what will be awaiting me when I open the door! I know he will be waiting. But I just have to get it over with.

I got home, and as predicted, Victor was waiting for me as soon as I got in the front door I felt his big hand around my throat and he was squeezing it so hard that I struggle to breath while he dragged me upstairs towards the attic which is my room.

When we got up here he first tossed me towards the wall and I was laying on the floor gasping for air. And I was just waiting for the beating and verbal assault to start. "How many have you been fucking today bitch?" Victor was screaming at me.

"You know you are only my slut if I'm not the one that say you can go whoring around" he was saying in a more calmer voice this time but I know the more calm he talk the angrier he is, and now I know I was in for a hell of a night.

And I also know, no matter what I say he will not care one bit about it, and he will just look at it as an excuse and the beating will become worse! "Get your sluty ass inside your shower right now to wash off the whory smell and come out here to me and let us make things right".

I slowly got up from the floor and made my way to the bathroom, my right side hurt like a motherfucker after the hit at the wall. I slowly got undressed and walk into the shower, started the cold water since i'm not allowed to shower with warm water.

I started to wash my hair and I could see the water turned a bit red which indicate I got hit in the head as well when I hit the wall. "Hurry the fuck up bitch and don't bother to put anything on!" I could hear Victor starting to get impatient which is never good! I hurried up washing my body and got out of the shower to dry myself off before meeting my doom.

I slowly open the door with the towel around my body and walked into my bedroom and I could feel Victor's hungry gaze on my body. Then suddenly my towel get ripped away from me.

"I said you shouldn't have anything on didn't I?" Victor said while putting his greasy hands around my waist and a smirk on his face. Then he forcefully put his lips on mine and all I wanted to do was puke but I know I can't do anything or I will not be able to walk for a week.

I didn't kiss him back though I just let him do what he wanted so I could get away from him faster. I know I don't have any dignity left, and i'm tired of fighting the two people that is meant to love me more than anything.

I felt he started to unbuckle his pants and heard they drop to the floor and he took one of my hands and guided it towards his tiny dick. Then I felt his creepy voice in my ear whisper: "Baby, show Daddy how much you love him".

During these times is the only time I'm allowed to call him Daddy and I know that is only for his benefit. I felt one of his hand on my shoulder to push me down on my knees because I know he want me to suck his tiny dick.

When I'm on my knees he take one hand on my jaw and force my mouth open and drive his dick in my mouth. After sucking him for a bit I had enough and I decided to bite his dick so I did.

He screamed so loud and punched my face. He lifted me up by my hair and threw me first at the bathroom door then again towards the mirror.