MAFIA STEPBROTHERS {BTS FANFICTION}

part 15

"N-no please s-stop... I-I didn't do anything.." 9 years old little Timy crawled back.

She was in a dark dusty room, nothing was visible but she could feel the presence of someone. And she knew who it was.

Her anxiety increased when she felt her back touching the cold wall. The person infront of her took slow steps towards her.

A thunder roared in the sky. Timy could see the belt in his hand.

"You didn't did anything?" The person chuckled which only made Timy more scared. He bended down infront of her and caressed her cheeks.

Suddenly, he grabbed fistful of her hair making her yelped in pain.

"O-op..op-"

"JUST SHUT UP!!. I will not buy any of your excuse." he made her stand up but pulling up her hair. "How dare you complain about me to the teacher? You've got that much gut, huh?.....ANSWER ME!"

The little onensobbed which made him more annoyed.

"STOP BEING A CRY BABY AND ANSWER ME! Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

She looked up at him. Only pure hatred was visible in her teary eyes. She gritted her teeth.

A tight slap landed on her cheek. She tilted her head towards the side and could feel the stinging pain on her cheek. She clenched her fist and looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"You dare disrespect me? Little kitten had grown up."

The next second, Timy felt down on the floor yelping in pain because of the big impact of the belt on her skin. Another hit landed on her thighs making her shut her eyes tight in pain.

Then another, again another until she crawled herself in a ball on the cold floor to atleast prevent the hit on her sensitive areas.

Tears of pain made its way towards her cheeks and ran down like a calm waterfall. Too calm. She didn't shouted nor let out sobs. She knew it would be of no use. She wondered if she would be living her whole life forever this way.

"You won't learn your lesson this way."

The mad man didn't wasted any time further before forcing the little girl. He hovered over her and started giving wet kisses. He adjusted his head and left sinful marks on her delicate skin.

The little girl couldn't help herself from letting out hurtful screams of agony. She was helpless. She couldn't even protect her own purity.

Timy woke up gasping for the air. Cold sweats were beginning to appear on her forehead.

That was to much horrible to be only a bad dream.

She wanted to cry very bad. Her heartbeat was racing at a insane rate. 

After calming herself down, she wiped her face with her hands and fixed her messy hair. She gulped her saliva. She felt the dryness in her throat.

She reached for the water bottle on the side table only to find it empty. She sighed before making her way towards downstairs. 

After quenching her thirst, she decided to stay in the garden for a while. Making her way towards the garden, she sat on the swinging couch.

She made herself comfortable and closed her eyes. Cold breeze brushed her skin. Not a single soul to disturb her. She loved the peaceful and calm environment. The beauty of darkness.