Hi. I don't know what to say in these things, so I'll start with this. My name is Keeley Cho, and this is how my hell began...
Life was great for the first few years, I had a mom, dad and sister and we lived in a cozy 4 bedroom house just off the shopping district of Seoul. My parents gave me an English name because I'm half British. My sister, Jaemi, and I would do everything together but that all changed 5 years ago when we were driving back from a party that my mom's sister hosted...
(FLASHBACK)
In dad's old blue Honda, the four of us were cooling down after five hours of intense music and slightly erotic dancing (dad was soooo not impressed). Jaemi had fallen asleep on my shoulder so I was stuck listening to the meaningful Amy Winehouse lyrics which seemed to sooth my slightly heated body. Mom was looking at dad as he drove with an amused look since he was still annoyed with us for doing our sexy dancing tonight.
"Yeobo~ don't be angry. The girls were having fun," she said in an aegyo tone.
"Then why did they have to dance so provocatively. You girls are so lucky that this was a family only event-" our car halted to an unwanted stop. Oh by the way, we just so happened to stop in the middle of some forest thing (so cliché, huh?).
"Appa, what happened?" Jaemi asked. She must have woken up suddenly due to the stop.
"I'm not sure baby; I think there's something wrong with the car... It's strange because the car is full of petrol." Damn. Why had it suddenly gone cold? Jaemi started to shiver so I held her close to my embrace, hoping to find some warmth too.
"You guys stay here, I'll go find some help," dad said. As he left, mom crawled into the back with us.
"As long as we keep close, we should be fine," she told us. If only she knew how wrong she was...
We heard dad yell in pain as gunshots were sounded. Then, the rustling of leaves and the snapping of twigs downright freaked us out, as what remained of dad's bloodied body was thrown at the car.
"APPA!" I screamed in agony. We wouldn't be able to have resuscitate him...
Just then, three rather hench but ghastly looking men broke into the car, pulling the three of us apart before blindfolding, gagging and tying us up.
When we were finally able to see, all I remembered were geysers of my mother's blood flowing all over white tiled flooring. Then I looked to my right and saw Jaemi in more or less the position I was in; gagged and tied to a post, legs spread apart and completely exposed. Hyperventilation flooded my senses as my eyes burned with unshed tears.
"Well well well, the sluts have finally woken up..."
I turned my head in desperation to see where the menacing voice came from. Doing so, I heard Jaemi’s whimpers escalate louder. It was none other than our aunt’s fiancé, Choi. That’s what I call him, since none of us know his real name. He had an evil, almost devilish glint in his eyes, his lips upturned into a smirk. Choi sat down right in front of us which was when I noticed that dreaded thing sticking up. Laughing teasingly, he began to speak.
“You both looked beautiful tonight at your aunt’s party. The dancing was such a turn on, girls. Jaemi, your hips swaying like that, it’s amazing how I could handle looking at you guys without wanting to touch you. And Keeley, your milky white skin just looks so perfect,” he stood up, taking his belt up, “it’s a bit too perfect.” If I hadn’t been tied up the way I had been, I’d have been screaming in immense agony. Choi whacked Jaemi with the belt after he hit me a good few times.
“Cry, cry all you want, but no one will hear, because your family have all been ridden from this world.” As much as we wanted to escape, we couldn’t. If what he had said was true, then we really had nowhere or no one to go to. Slowly he removed my gag. I spat in his face, with all the strength I could muster from just being whipped. I guess it was the wrong choice really, because he suddenly pulled out a huge dildo. My eyes widened in fear.
“Pl-please, no-” he shoved it inside me mercilessly, smirking when I screamed out loud. He then proceeded to do the same to my baby sister, her screams breaking my heart so much. He reached over to some box, which wasn’t there before, and pulled out two vibrators.
“Choi, please. Don’t do this…” my attempts went futile as he shoved them up my ass. Yeah, you get the pain I’m feeling right now, don’t you? Jaemi was thrashing about, trying to get rid of the pain, and all I was doing, all I could do, cry. I felt liquid running down my legs.
Please God, please stop this now… Jaemi, she won’t be able to take anymore.
Somehow, God answered my fraught prayer, for Choi seemed to have a small ounce of sympathy left.
“You two are lucky you have enough to worry about right now,” he sneered as he pulled those demonic toys out of us both and untied us.
“I’ll leave you two alone… for now.” And then he left me and my sister in that no longer white room. Hesitantly, I stumbled towards Jaemi.
“Jae… are-are you okay?” I whispered after about five minutes.
“He, he said… he killed them Unnie! HE MURDERED OUR WHOLE FAMILY! Jiho oppa and Joonie, they’re gone! UMMA AND APPA ARE DEAD! IMO IS DEAD. I- I AM ANYTHING BUT OKAY. CHOI KILLED THEM ALL! HE BETRAYED US ALL-” her sobs broke off the rest of what I refused to believe… we huddled closer and cried together. It had been forever since we last felt like this…
And for the first time in a while, my tears did not dry on their own
(END OF FLASHBACK)
Ever since then, we hadn’t seen a single inch of the outside world; not even to say bye to our family. That bastard had kept us hostage just to rape us over and over. Sometimes, he even invited people over to relieve their frustration. Ever since then, we stopped speaking to anyone that wasn’t the two of us. Ever since then… Ever since then, we realised no one ever really cared for us. We don’t even care for ourselves anymore, because we’re both worthless in everyone’s eyes.
AN: Er… I don’t actually know what to say… this is the first story I have written for Wattpad in over 8 months. And yes, I have discontinued my first one, but only as I lost the will to think of a storyline for it. I hope that this one is a lot more… pulling towards fans… I don’t know, lately I just lose confidence in my writing… I guess it wouldn’t kill to give a review… Oh and by the way, if you need translations for all of the words that aren’t English, I’ll gladly give them.
Thanks everyone,
Rukii xx
