Chapter #14

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Enzo's POV
11 years ago ( he was 9)

I was walking to the orphanage corridors. My cold feet hitting the ground was the only thing that was making any noise, it was probably 12am

I felt my heart pounding, it is forbidden for us to get out of our room after 10, a silly rule if you ask me, i just wanted to use the bathroom cause the one on our room is very dirty

"You!" I heard the the voice of one of the people working here and I stopped immediately on my tracks

I was so scared of this moment happening and it did

"What do you think you're doing out so late?" He yelled on my face making my eyes shut

"I-i was just going to my room, i wanted to use the outside bathroom" My voice cracked a bit

"So you wanted to go to the bathroom, huh? Well you shouldn't, you have a bathroom on your room" He said to me and he grabbed my arm

"No, please, i just wanted to the the bathroom, I didn't do anything" i plead him, tears rolled down my face as i knew punishment was coming

He dragged me and threw me in the garden, it was snowing outside and it was freezing

"If you make an attempt to leave.... let's just hope you're smart enough to not do that" He said harshly and left me outside

My body was shaking, i was so cold, i sat on the little stairs in a ball so i could warm myself a bit

I sobbed as the tears couldn't stop escaping my eyes

What did i do to deserve this? I just wanted to use the bathroom

This continued for an hour, i was shaking so bad and I couldn't feel my body, i was rubbing my hands together so i could warm up a bit but it didn't do anything

Then the door opened and the woman that was responsible for the kids in my room showed up

"Enzo? What are you doing here?" she asked me

"I was going to the bathroom but mister George threw me here" i said stuttering so bad because of the cold

"Get inside" She said and stepped aside for me to walk in

I'm in so much trouble

3 Years after

We were having lunch, kids sitting on the endless table ready to eat the crappy food they make us everyday

I looked down on my plate only to see the gross-looking lentil soup

No nose scrunched and my eyes squeezed slightly at the sight of it

no lunch for today as well i guess

I just took the bread and ate with the salad that thank god this time was with fresh vegetables, i smile appeared in my face the minute that I realized it

The older i get the more i want to run away from this place, the bruises on back still hurt even if they were made 2 weeks ago, this place doesn't give you any reason to be happy, the quit opposite, it sucks it away from you, making sure you aren't feeling any happiness and my heart aches so bad for the girls here

Being a woman in this orphanage is a curse

They are sexually assaulted by all the old men here, they clean the whole orphanage except from the bedrooms and the dress-code is absolutely ridiculous and misogynistic

I blinked my tired blue eyes, yesterday i got beat up because I accidentally broke my glass of water as the kids between the age of 7-8 watched to see what would happen to them if they disobeyed the rules

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