Unknown's P.O.V
Oh no... why did I do that? I-I snapped at him... why did I talk back..?
"Baby girl... you know what has to happen now." He glared at me intensely. Out of panic, I tried to run out of the kitchen. But she held me back. "I'm sorry, baby, we can't have you running away..~ Your papa has to discipline you."
After 3 months of struggling, them not feeding me, wasting me away to skin and bone... they finally let me eat again. But by then, I couldn't accept the food in large portions. My 'parents' didn't accept the fact I was wasting food, however...
My... oh, what was her name again..? Must've beat it out of me... She was my mama now. It didn't matter. She held me back. I was struggling with the little strength I had left. Now if only I could remember his name... that was beat out of me too... "P-Papa! P-Please!! I-I beg of you- j-just let me GO!!!" If I remember correctly... he's 43... she's 40...
My 'papa'... he grabbed me, pulling me up towards him as my 'mama' held my arms behind me. I was breathing shakily, squeezing my eyes shut. "LOOK AT ME, YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING MISTAKE BABY!!!" I hesitantly looked up at my... 'papa'. "...O-Ok, Papa-" He slapped me. "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO TALK BACK TO ME LIKE THAT, HUH?!!"
Oh yeah. I raised my voice too. I'm pretty much dead... I remember his name now. I guess it took a hit to remember... oh, whatever happened..?
I held back tears and he continued to hit me, not being able to do anything to stop him. He grabbed the chair behind him. "WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!!!" He threw it at me, bashing me with it until I bled... I could feel my head bleeding... my forehead... as the tears ran down my muzzle and I stayed quiet.
I knew that if I screamed, it'd only make it worse. My mama tossed me on the ground and summoned her huge hammer. She started to beat me as well. I couldn't lay down though, they'd kick me.
I was bleeding all over... I was silent the whole time. And she hit me a few times before I pulled on my quills and screamed, then sobbed on my knees... "ARE YOU GONNA BEHAVE?!" My papa yelled and I nodded. "SPEAK UP!!!" "Y-Yes, papa..!" I spoke in between sobs and looked up at him. "ARE YOU GONNA BE GOOD?!" "Y-Yes, papa!" "ARE YOU SURE?!" "Y-Yes..! I-I promise, papa, I promise!!" I sobbed, down on my knees.
I heard him scoff at me before picking me up and holding me against his shoulder. I... I clung to him. I don't know why, but as he held me, I clung to him and sobbed in his shoulder. He held me securely...
I was carried up to my room and placed on my bed... my mama came in with an ice-pack that she put on my bleeding skull... She also had a warm cloth she used to wipe up the blood, disinfecting the cuts with hand sanitizer, to which I screamed about, since it stung so badly...
At least they avoided my eyes this time...
After they cleaned me up, leaving me with the ice pack, my papa helped me take off the heels which made my feet ache and he lifted me up into my bed, tucking me in tightly. So I couldn't move. Not that I wanted to. "Do you wanna hear a bedtime story..?" My papa asked in his 'sweet' voice. I could barely nod, but I did because it'd be worse if I said no.
"Ok... so once upon a time, there were two hedgehogs. A girl and a boy. The boy was 17 and his name was... Paul. And the girl was 15... and her name was Sunny. They were royals. They were next in line to the throne, but their older brother, who was 20, was going to get it before him. His name was... Jack. And a week before Jack's coronation... he disappeared. His siblings were devastated... but they got the crown. They found Jack in a river... he was dead. And seeing Sunny's DNA on the body... she was hung. The end." He smiled sweetly, my face horrified at his story.
Will they hang me too? Or will I be in the river like Jack? His stories usually had meaning. My papa's. Usually a memory... or something made up on the spot... I was still crying, but silently. He kissed my forehead, then my mama did the same.
"Goodnight, Sweetness..."
And then they left... there was no escape from this torture...
