Father's daughter.

Made: Angel O.

The only time I remember truly showing emotion was when he took my baby, I was unconscious when the surgery started I guess his sexual attempts to kill my child worked in a way because he was born prematurely. After I regained consciousness Mr Big was there staring at me, I knew something was wrong and kept on anxiously asking about my child, but he just stared and stared and kept on staring deep into my soul he didn't communicate but I'm sure he was laughing about how far I'd falling and took this opportunity to punish me more with that simple look, after a long while he finally replied to my questions and in conclusion he took my child, saying he would be of use to him in the future ahead then left. I felt my whole world crumbling, the very thing I didn't want to happen did, I felt like I was slowly going insane. That night I swore to escape at any cost with my baby.

It was hard to set my plan in motion, cause since then they never let me out, not to play nor to even have the weekly dreadful sexual activities, he had completely shut me out. About six months later I finally had my opportunity, his men brought me out to train me for an upcoming game against SNAKE-

though I never saw him in person, I heard he's one of the Top 5 best and had all the women going crazy for him. He was known as SNAKE because his games always hits were it hurts, it would feel like your being hunted never having a chance to fight back, like a deadly poison all you can do is try and outrun the effects (btw they call Mr Big the 'heavy dealer' for those who wants to know). The training went on for a week and when the time finally came, I felt the immense pressure, the chase it was like every move I did he had a counterattack, he made me look like a crappy newbie. I unsurprisingly lost, but before he felt, he gave me his number and called me exceptionally, I slightly blushed though its embarrassing I'll admit it, the rumors were right he looked so so...

Well Biggie was pissed, apparently the deal they made would affect if Biggie was going to have his title and become the Top5. That night he brought me to his torture room and first made everybody watch as he stripped me then told them to leave, when the left ordered me to ***** as I came closer he started ***** and *****(sorry for age restriction purposes) till I bled I knew I needed to irritate him more, in order for him to stand and for me to strike, so I did. I started talking back and talking shit till he finally became furious enough to stand up, come closer and looked me in the eye as if he was fully prepared to murder me, well I was and I made it quick using a needle I found on the floor and stabbed it hard enough into his neck. My hands were still shaking but I managed to lose his mouth just in case he would screem after few seconds I noticed he had died. I prayed to God to let me find an escape route out because his men were outside the door and they would surely get suspicious if they no longer heard me screaming in pain, thankfully God answered my prayers, the room had a vent big enough for someone as skinny as me to enter(I lost a lot of weight while locked up). I ran as fast as I could to the main house I knew my place around so I easily avoided the guards, after a short while I found him, my baby.

I stole one of Biggie's car and rushed out, I think that's when they finally noticed me but I was too far gone though they chased me, I still shook them off my tail and later abandoned the car at an ally I had to walk a long distance to a far hotel. The receptionist must have noticed me hovering but didn't care she even looked like she was about to call security on me because of how I currently looked until I showed her some money which I used to book a room for one night. When I relaxed every emotion I was suppressing burst open, the fear and guilt of killing someone; someone so powerful, someone I loved, someone who gave my life meaning, someone I had my child for. I sobbed like a child for what felt like hours. I finally stopped but kept contemplating, the irony of how my dad killed my mum and I killed my son's father. I really am my father's daughter.

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