"There is no story that is not true, The world has no end, and what is good among one people is an abomination with others." - Chinua Achebe
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟐, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏
𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 : 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟑𝟎𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐1
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"I told you I'd find you..." I stood frozen in place. Awaiting of what was to come. I can't die here. Not this way.
I gripped the poker in my hand and went to swing it against his head. He grabbed my wrist and twisted it, enough for it to drop out of my hands. I screamed in pain as the only self-defense I had was gone.
He then threw my body against the wall causing my body to tumble to the floor. I groan and feel my body being turned over and a heavy weight being placed on top of me.
"Do you never learn? You're not stronger than me... Stop fighting it." I shook my head. Tears started falling down my cheeks, soaking my hair.
"Please god be with me... My Father, who art in heaven, I submit myself to you as the ruler of my life...." Closing my eyes... I whispered to myself.
"God can't save you... He's an abomination, a lie!"
He caressed my face. I almost gave in because of how delicate his touch was. He cupped my face in his hands and nudged his nose against the underside of my jaw. I closed my eyes in hopes that he would stop. The softness of his lips, he peppered my neck with kisses.
Goosebumps formed all over my body. I felt something sharp poke at my neck, and I snapped out of it.
Yoongi's face popped up into my head and I immediately pushed him off of me and kicked him, and now I knew I was dead for.
My hands grazed the wood floor finding the piece of iron that fell from my grasp from before.
"You like hurting me? I've given you so many chances to be a good girl and behave, but you're testing my patience." I felt the iron stick within my reach, and I quickly knocked it upside his head. His body thumped to the ground. I took that as my chance to flee.
"Help me! Jin!" I needed my brother more than ever right now. I felt so scared. so alone. I ran down the stairs, when I stepped foot on the wood floor and took a couple steps, I tripped over an object and fell on my side. I hiss in pain and clutched my side scooting my body upwards.
I looked to the unknown object I fell over and saw a pair of dirty dress shoes. My eyes traveled up and saw my father laying there lifeless and bloody.
My lips quiver... I leaned my body against the couch. I felt a presence from the side of me as the person covered my mouth and dragged my body against theirs. The person whispered in my ear.
"Shh... It's me, it's alright." I latched myself onto the familiar person. "Jin. Where the hell have you been? I was worried sick about you. Where's Yoongi?" Placing my hands on his face, inspecting for any sign of cuts or bruises.
