𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 - 𝘔𝘴.𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦

the night is young

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

You jumped out of bed and quietly opened the door, as you were not even allowed to be out of your room in nighttime. You were wearing your nightgown. It was basically just a simple lavender dress that went down, a little above your knees.

You knew exactly where Ms. Venable's room was because it was slightly bigger and had more elegant doors.

You knocked but nobody responded. You seemed to hear music. The music was loud, but at the same time slow and soft.

You decided to just come in. What you saw shocked you.

It was Ms. Venable, who still didn't seem to notice you, standing in front of the mirror, only in her lilac, silk underwear. Her bra on the floor, next to her. Reddish hair that was usually put up, was now down. Her right hand was in her panties, slowly moving up and down as she was breathing heavily. The left hand tightly gripping a chair that was close by, she wasn't holding her cane so she probably used it to keep balance. And then you noticed her back... It was curved and, bruised...

That was why she needed a cane...- you thought to yourself. You didn't want to interrupt her moment, but before you got a chance to leave quietly, Ms. Venable suddenly turned around and noticed you.

She gasped covering her bare breasts.
"Get out!"-she yelled, slamming the doors in your face.

When she closed the door you just said: "I am so incredibly sorry, Ms. Venable. I came here in the first place to apologize for spilling water over you. I'm a whole mess and I apologize. Goodnight, Ms. Venable."

You waited a few seconds, but there was no reply. You just ran through the halls until you got to your room. You slammed the door and locked them. You sat on the floor, leaning on the wall. A certain thought crossed your mind a few times;

Ms. Venable was so beautiful. Her feminine body being so tender to the touch. Thinking about her made you get butterflies in your stomach, but the second thought was... Well one of the Ms. Venable's own rules was being executed if caught in a sexual activity...?
Telling others what you've seen didn't even cross your mind.

You stood up and went to the bathroom, brushing your teeth. You leaned forward to spit the toothpaste out, a little blood coming out as well, like always. When you looked back in the mirror you saw Ms. Venable behind you. You flinched really hard because you didn't expect her there at all.

-"How did you get in my room? I locked the doors!?"

She pulled you closer by your shirt;
"Do you seriously think you can lock yourself away from me?"

Before you got a chance to mumble anything she grabbed your throat, slowly tightening her grip and at the and, lifting you up by your neck;

-"You are going to remain silent about what you've seen, and if you don't, I will assure you I have no mercy nor sympathy for you, sweet girl."

She was still holding you in her tight grip for a few seconds until blood rolled down from your nose. She then dropped you on the floor. You were gasping for air, but before she left, you got the courage to say:

"I will not tell anybody what I saw, I promise you that. I interrupted your privacy and I should be punished for that. But I also wanted to let you know Ms. Venable, I don't find you disgusting now, nor do I think what you were doing is weird. I don't understand why you are hiding your back. It's beautiful and it makes you unique. I hope it doesn't bring you a lot of pain and issues. Now again, I apologize, Ms. Venable. Have a good night and do not worry. Try to forget what happened if that's possible."

Ms. Venable just stood there for a few seconds and then turned around. It almost seemed like there was guilt written on her face. Then she quietly mumbled before leaving:-"Goodnight, (y/n)."