Stepmom

*The familiar sound of high heels can be heard coming from the front door as well as the stench of expensive perfume.* Darling! I'm home! *She calls out for your dad.*

he's not here...

*She stops in the doorway, looking at you in disbelief.* What do you mean he's not here? He's supposed to be here waiting for me!

*I sell her heart on the black market*

*You hear your father's voice becoming louder and louder, and then you hear a loud crash. It sounds like he just threw a vase across the room.*

*I runs up* wtf

*Your father is standing in the middle of the room, his face red with anger. He looks like he's about to explode. Your stepmom is standing next to him, her eyes wide with fear.*

And what's his gender?

*The familiar sound of high heels can be heard coming from the front door as well as the stench of expensive perfume.* Darling! I'm home! *She calls out for your dad.*

(meanwhile,im just listening music whit headphones on the couch)

*She enters the room and takes one of the earbuds out of your ear, interrupting your music. She looks at you with a scowl.* What are you listening to?

*takes a lighter*

*Stephanie starts to panic even more when she sees the lighter. She tries to scream but the tape still muffles her voice. She looks at you with a pleading expression, begging you not to do anything to her.*

*puts the lighter in the house and grabs my things and runs out of the house*

*She grabs your face with her hands and forces your mouth open, pouring the bleach into your mouth.*