Criminals have feelings too |Komahina| ver. 1.2

XIX.

♡ The gun against my head

TW//
death threats, abuse, alcohol usage, drug usage, sexism (it was hard writing that part),

a/n: if there are any grammar problems, please don't point them out, I will check the chapter again, it's just 11PM and I was tired the whole day, so please just read it without pointing out the problems. thank you <3

and so it happened again. their screams filled the whole mansion. the yelling was so loud it even woke up the neighbors, because they couldn't simply argue during daylight, no... night is the best time to argue! when everyone is trying to sleep.

the boy was in his bed, hiding under the covers. his weak body was trembling, tears threatening to fall down his cheeks.

the house went silent for a while, the adults were probably whispering or just taking a pause. the sudden stomps on the stairs made the boy under his bed covers flinch and get up. he quickly ran over to his closet and opened it. he held the closet open for a while, deciding whether or not hide in the closet. he already found the boy in the closet and earned a good beating for that.

the footsteps just grew closer, fear in the little boy grew. another pair of weak sounding footsteps appeared on the floor.

"leave him alone, you sadistic monster!" a female's voice spoke loudly just from outside of the door.

"you don't tell me what to do, Missy, now piss off," a male replied. a loud slapping sound could be heard along a loud whimper after the slap.

"don't hurt my fucking son!" the woman yelled again, this time sounding braver than before.

"woah, woah, woah-!" the man said in surprise, slowly backing away, "where'd you find that, eh?"

"when did you plan to kill us, huh? why else would YOU HAVE A FUCKING GUN IN MY FUCKING HOUSE?" she yelled. a shot was fired, the boy trembled into the closet as the shot was heard. he began crying uncontrollably. a loud thud was heard, something big fell.

did she kill him?

the agony would end then... finally.

:D

why were the voices so happy? it may have been just a warning shot, not a real one.

"you sure are a lil bitch, aren't ya?" the man said with a chuckle as he got up, "can't even fucking aim... as expected of a weak woman such as yourself,"

"you're on thin ice mister," she threatened, anger was very visible in her voice.

oh, so he's still alive...

how unfortunate

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he's very angry, we're in danger

what did they call you? ₦̸̢̡͌́̚͟₳̶̧̨̰̦̤͈̲̜̯̘̒̀̀̃̍̋͝ͅ₲̵̢̨̢̻̺̼͚̥͂ł̶̛̟͎͇͍͍̫̎̆̇̒͊͑̈͘̚₮̸̧̨̯̪̖̗̣̬̘̆̎͂̇̍́̔̕Ø̶̨̦̳͔̯͇̅̽̃̊͂̄̂́͘͝? but it sounded so vague...

"what are you going to do? shoot me? divorce me?" the man teased, grin almost visible in his voice, "either way, you will give the boy up.."

"how will I give my baby up if I divorce you?"

"you know what position women hold in this dump... they're less than fucking bugs, I will get the boy whether you like it or not," the grin was even more visible in his tone.