《Can't Escape -2 [Kim Taehyung]》Chapter 11
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Laying down at the side he closed his eyes for a while but afterwards he kicked her body making it fall on the floor hitting the coffee table.
Y/n: daddy stop it hurts
She cried ruthlessly as the 8 year old girl kept on getting hard beatings from her dad. She clutched her body into the floor as the plastic pipe hit her body. Her skin was red as her body looked pale. She shivered every time she felt the harsh slam over her body. She closed her eyes and wished for her mom to come back and take her back, take with her. Take her towards the land of death. Ever since she has been grown up to 2 years old she has been badly abused by her dad for the blame of killing her mom. For killing the love of her dad's life.
She shivered as she felt her body turning its ways and dragging her towards the dark room. "Daddy please don't" she cried as her father threw her inside the room, the room where she has experienced fear and unloved rather than anything else. She shivered as the cold floor touched her half bare skin. With the slam of the door it clicked indicating it's locked. Her hands stretched as she stood up holding the door handle pulling it, trying to open it up so she could go out towards her room and lock herself to sleep. She screamed and banged the door but it didn't open. She opened her fist and looked at the eraser. She took money for one eraser and for taking that money now she is locked inside the room which was badly dark even though sun shined brightly outside. She rested her head on her knees and looked at the little rays which were able to come inside the room but were not able to bright it up.
Litttle Y/n: mommy....daddy hurted me again. And it hurts. I don't want this.
She said and cried.
Going through abuses made everything worst for her as she tapped her feet and waited the door to open while crying. At first she feared this room a lot, fear of being eaten by ghost but after she got little older she started handling herself and her mind by saying those doesn't exist inside her house. But sometimes it failed at worst. Panicking after being inside for a lot of time she started moving here and there barefoot. Cries with scream left her lips as she felt glass piercing through her skin. She held her foot and sat on the floor holding the wound tight to prevent bleeding. After 3 hours being locked the door opened as she looked at front to see her dad resting his body against the door frame.
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Y/n's Dad: out now.
He ordered as she stood up and walked with her wounded feet. Standing in the living room she looked at her smoking cigrattes. As her eyes met his she was called to sit next to him. With a lot of fear and tension rising insider her she walked towards him and sat beside him, he looked at her. She looked at him innocently as her dad slightly moved forward kissing her forehead.
Y/n's dad: you look just like your mommy and I loved ruining your mom with love at nights but I didn't expect I will get bad luck at last. But your face....
He said and started touching her body. He was out of his mind. Y/n whimpered as she felt touches around her.
Little Y/n: daddy
She said as she got pushed to the sofa with him hovering over her tiny body. She looked at him innocently as her eyes were still glassy. Her dad's hands started to open her clothes as she slightly pushed them as she didn't feel right. She kept on pushing his hands but she stopped when she felt a tight slap around her cheeks. Without any words her tiny body laid naked in front of him with his hands touching her shamelessly. She had started crying loudly but it didn't affect him. Most of the dads are called superheroes because they protect their child like a fictional hero does to save the world, but still some of the dads were the worst....they needed pleasure from their own child and Y/n's dad was part of it.
She cried, shivering, holding her body as she looked at her bleeding. Her dad was already asleep in his room but she cried there in pain with a thin piece of cloth covering her body. Getting raped by her own father felt like being pushed down the cliff more than eight times. She sobbed and looked at the picture hanging on the wall. It was her mother and father. She stopped crying and looked at her mom.
Y/n: why did you leave mommy....i don't like this.
She asked for the photo hanging on the wall. She knew there would be no answer back, getting tired she closed her eyes and fell asleep back again.
The next day fell as she looked at herself in the mirror standing. It was time for school which she never liked. Getting bullied by seniors and her classmates always made a mess and mental stress in her life. Holding her backpack with not so much clothing on her body she walked. Everyone's eyes fell on her figure at the road but no one dared to go and ask about the situation. She stood near the gate of her school and looked straight at the building. With her head hanging down low she walked further. Hearing gossip from the students about her, giggles which made her drown in shame and fear always clenched her heart. Walking inside the hallway the group of seniors surrounded her as she looked up at them. Her fragile body kept on shivering with cold and fear as she felt the senior kneeling down to her size. He held her neck and observed the marks which her dad gave her last night. With the hold of the senior laying over her skin she ended up crying loudly. The senior didn't do anything and pulled her into a hug as his friends gasped.
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Senior 1: What the heck are you doing?
Senior 2: yea...what the heck are you doing beat the shit out.
They kept on saying to him as she looked at him hoping for something. She was taken to the arms as the senior walked, rolling their eyes as his friends followed them. The little Y/n kept on crying as she felt scared. She was taken to the area of the school which was mostly silent as she was kept in one of the places which was compatible to sit. The senior held her shoulders and his friends looked at them from behind.
???: Who did this to you?
He asked calmly as Y/n looked at him, hearing a calm voice. The voice which always screamed at her and laughed at her after the bully felt unreal as she looked at him lightly sobbing. He senior cupped her cheeks and smiled sweetly waiting for her to answer. With a deep breathe she answered
Y/n: daddy did.
She said sadly and looked down at her lap.
???:What else did he do?
Y/n: he touched me here.....here....her and placed his peeing place into mine.
She said innocently, still fearing him. His friends gasped as the one who held her pulled her into his arms and caressed her head. His friends moved forward and caressed her head also. They were old enough to know what was what and hearing a little girl talking like that broke their heart but something that it broke was finding out her dad did it.
???: it must have hurt a lot, hmm.
He whispered in her head as she nodded and little tears fell down soaking his shirt.
???: Do you want me to call the police?
She raised her head and looked at the older one whispering "Why". She was scared. "It needs to be said to the police." He whispered and slightly caressed her head. "No...daddy will beat me if that happens and I don't want that....my daddy is not a bad man." She said starting to sob again. "Please don't say it to anyone.....please". She said and cried. The senior looked over her sadly as guilt covered them.
???: Are you hungry?
He said trying to change the topic while Y/n nodded and looked over at him.
???: let's go and eat.
He said and looked at her confused self and he knew who was that. He knew she was scared of him and that provoked the monster inside him to bully her til, yesterday but seeing her neck covered in bites and hickeys made everything suspicious for him, causing to know the darkest moments of her life.
???: trust me
He said smiling as Y/n giggled seeing someone at least trying to feed her. "So now lets go." He said playfully and took her in his arms while Y/n hugged his neck.
All three boys walked towards the cafeteria as one of them walked towards the counter and bought food and brought it to the table where two of his friends and Y/n were settled. They feed Y/n talking to her trying to divert her mind from yesterday's event as everyone played with her to realize her class has already started. Soon after realization hit them as those seniors rushed Y/n towards her classes and made her stand on the floor before hiding bye. The teacher was glaring at money as Y/n looked at her wearing a big hoodie. She looked tiny, small and cute. It was one of them.
???: we're sorry mam she's late....she was hurt and we took her to the nurse for the treatment so we're late.
He lied and the teacher nodded and called Y/n to come inside. But before that he held her and caressed her head kissing her forehead.
???: you have a brother in us....if you get any trouble come to me, all three of us will solve it. Ok.
Looking at Y/n nod he smiled and caressed her head smiling at her.
???: and call me jinnie oppa. Hmm.
Looking at Y/n smiled he smiled and kept on looking at her waiting for her to go inside the class. The whole class had their eyes laid over them as Y/n giggled and placed a kiss on his cheeks and said "ok jinnie oppa". And entered the class as the boy stood and looked over his friends.
Jin: We will surely get detention today but the detention will be not so worth it and cute as Y/n's smile.
He said and smiled and his other friends smiled and ran towards their classes.
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