Chapter 2 Public love private hurt .

My father over the years gained popularity and fame and more women fanned over him and hooked up with him but my mother who sat there let him cheat and then use her after all she was brought back from the dead . I remember an instance we're his security guard was squeezing 10 year me ass and my father saw smirked and walked off .

He never came to my recitals or school shows or plays he always ignored or beat me he acted like a good father in-front of his fans but in private he beat Me in spots not obvious and slowly he had children with different women and neglected me more I showed him a painting I made and he beat me and tied me to a desk and made me study until I passed out . He has starved beat and hurt me to the point I don't call him father anymore . I called him by his name and he said ' call me sir you bastered child after all I've done for you can't you show respect?!' I sat there holding my Cheek he slapped I just cried I sat there and ugly sobbed I asked him why he never like me his response ? ' you were a mistake you'll always be my downfall my misfortune .' Those words hit me like a ton of bricks I had a panick attack and he hid me in the basement as my half siblings were coming home he saw me passed out later me on my bed and left me there .