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Chapter 32
• "you're such a pig y/n. it's hard to believe you're my daughters child" my grandmother spat. this family always hated me and how i was. "your mother was wrong for dating that foolish man, and for that she paid. with her life"
"she doesn't even look like her, she's so fat, mother, do we really have to take care of her? why not send her off like we did with lai" my aunt looked at me in disgust.
"mother, she's so disgusting. i still can't believe this is my cousin" my own cousin looked at me.
"y/n!" i heard my grandpa call for me. i tensed up a little. i knew what this meant. i got mentally prepared. "please excuse me" i stood up and bowed. they looked at me in disgust.
"just leave" my grandmother said. i left the table and went upstairs. i opened the door and went inside my grandpas office. the fear i had in me. "y/n, god damnit! what is this shit? you messed up all the damn files!" he slammed his hands on the table. "you can't ever get anything right!" he threw all the paper files at me. some of them left cut marks. i couldn't feel the sting of pain. he grabbed the whip from his drawer. "down you dog" i got on my knees.
he kicked my jaw, how much that hurt. i laid on the ground while he stomped on me. kicking my weak body around. how much it hurt. i spat blood out of my mouth. "you damn pig, your mother was better then this!" he took the whip and picked me up. he dragged me into connected room and turned the light on.
he lifted me up and tied my hands together while i just hanged from the ceiling, from my wrists, how much it hurt, it felt like hell.
i heard the whip getting slapped on the floor before i felt the dragged stinging pain on my back. it burned. i bit my bottom lip in pain. i cried silently knowing i'll get hurt more if i scream in pain.
"damnit dog! you do nothing right!" he whipped my back it hurt.
by the time he was done, i was pale, the blood drained out of my body, running down my back, seeping through my shirt. fuck it hurt. i laid on the ground crying.
"when you're done cleaning up the mess go to your room till i call you back" he said and left the room, slamming the door on his way out. i laid there for a moment before getting up, barely able to stand up. i got up and walked to my room, not bothering to clean the room. i blocked off the doors with my drawer and bed. i had no windows in my room besides the back sliding door.
i grabbed the first aid kit. i found the alcohol. i took off my shirt and poured the alcohol on my back, it hurt like hell. i cried more and more. i took the towel on my door and laid it on the ground, i laid on my back on the towel and laid there for a moment before wrapping bandages all around my body.
