The Long Lost Mafia Princess

Chapter 55

(Flashback from 5 years ago) 9 years old

I just got back at the house after hanging out with my friends.

After school we just hung out at the park which was really fun, even though I couldn't go.

I had asked sir and ma'am the day before but they just hurt me telling me that I couldn't go but in much more worse words.

The whole class was going and I didn't want to be that one person that didn't come so instead of going at the house after school like always, I just went with the others.

The longer I stay at school or with friends means I don't have to go see ma'am and sir for a little longer.

I knew they would probably punish me for disobeying them, but...I don't know.

I just wanted to have a little fun I guess and me not being with ma'am and sir is the best thing ever.

I tried too silently sneak into the house, but they were awaiting me at the other side of the door with their 'friends'.

No no no

Every time their friends are here means more and more pain, and now that I came late, it'll be worse.

No no no please.

To anyone who is up there, please please don't let them hurt me, please, I silently begged.

I didn't dare face them, which was one of their rules, if I did they'd make it worse.

So, I looked down at the floor, but still making sure to observe everyone's shoes so I would know when they took a step closer to me.

I didn't say anything and just waited for them to speak. Also one of the rules, don't talk to them unless spoken too.

No one said a word, so I tried to leave.

Key word: tried

As soon as I moved, sir grabbed me by the throat dragging me to the stairs.

No no please please.

Tears were already falling down as I tried to pry his hands of my neck.

Sir dragged me upstairs to the-the playroom.

"No no, please sir please. I'll be good, please please don't" I cried out.

"Shut up!! You bitch" He yelled, banging my head against one of the stairs.

Some black dots filled my vision while my head felt like it was going to explode.

I felt blood drip down my head, but stopped protesting and just cried.

He dragged me to the playroom and opened the door.

Sir placed me in one of the many torture chairs in the room and strapped me onto it.

I kept trying to break the ropes but nothing worked.

They all got inside and took some torture advices from the walls and closets before walking up too me.

"No no please please PLEASE. I'll be good, please" I sobbed out hysterically crying.

Some smirked, some laughed, but they all continued walking towards me.

"AAAHHHH STTTOOOP PLEAAASEEEE" I yelled crying in pain.