You Never Walk Alone

Chapter 6

Living with Chung-doh had not been a pleasant experience, he was just like another version of Suecheon, but worse than him. You see, Chung-doh had to be careful with how he abused the two, because if the orphanage headmistress -who was dead set on visiting every month- or anyone else who managed the fostering system at the orphanage found even a small scratch on the boys, they would suspect him for child abuse and take the kids back which Chung-doh did not want because if the kids are taken back, who will he take his anger out on? Who will he torture to get his daily entertainment? So, the man would abuse them in ways which leave no physical scars; using words and stress positions. Basically, he would make them sit or stand in certain ways which would result in muscle aches and muscle spasms if they remained in the position for long periods of time and then he would yell senseless things at the boys.

Yoongi and Taehyung were miserable, back at their home, it was a little bit better because they had their mother and brothers but here they were completely alone, not to mention that psychological torture and stress positions are worse than beatings.

It was getting worse day by day, the amount of food and water the boys got was decreasing as the days flew by and it made the abuse harder to handle.

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The door opened to reveal Yeong-Ho standing there with a clipboard in one of his hands and a pen in the other.

"How are you doing, kiddos?" He asked the kids who were staring up at him.

"G-good..." Yoongi replied, glancing at Chung-doh for approval.

Yeong-Ho smiled and ruffled the pair's hair before turning to their foster father, he asked some questions just to make sure the boys were doing well and that the fostering could continue until next month.

After an hour, the orphanage headmaster left and Chung-doh smiled at the two brothers.

"You two did well today, as a reward, you'll get one full serving of food for dinner." He said and then walked off.

The duo got very happy when they heard their foster father's words. It wasn't every day they got full servings of food, usually, it was just half and sometimes even less. The two boys squealed in excitement and rushed off to do the chores they had for the day.

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"NO! I'M SORRY, DAD, I WON'T DANCE AGAIN, PLEASE JUST DON'T PUT ME ON THE WATER TABLE!" Hoseok screamed, fighting against his father's grip. The latter just grunted in reply as he dragged his son to their mansion's basement.

"PLEASE DAD! I PROMISE I WILL NEVER EVER EVEN LOOK AT DANCING AGAIN!" Hoseok shouted at the top of his lungs as tears began to fall from his eyes.

Suecheon said nothing and forcefully laid the boy down on a wooden table and put the boy's wrists and ankles in restraints and then tied a belt-like leather restraint to the boy's torso so the seven-year-old couldn't move much, ignoring the restraints, Hoseok began thrashing around restlessly.

Suecheon kept a poker face while he grabbed two towels from the corner of the room and a bucket filled with water, he soaked one towel with water and shoved it in the boy's mouth then he took the other towel -which was made of a thinner cloth- and covered Hoseok's face with it. The man pressed a button on the wall and watched with a victorious smirk as water spilled onto Hoseok's face, making the boy feel like he was drowning.

A/N:

AYEE IM ALIVEEEE! I apologise for not updating, basically I fell into a river and then I was so damn busy, hopefully I'll be able to update more frequently now....