Married to the Devil

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Pooh's dad slapped him hard, the force of the blow jolting Pooh awake. His mother screamed, begging him not to hurt their son, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Pooh's dad splashed water on Pooh's face, causing him to stir and open his eyes slowly, the dried blood caking his face a testament to his suffering.

"Wake up, you worthless piece of shit," his father snarled.

Pooh looked up at his father, his vision blurry but his spirit unbroken. Despite the pain, he managed a laugh, a sound that only fueled his father's rage.

"You're laughing at me?" His father's voice shook with fury. He grabbed a metal pole and began striking Pooh repeatedly. Each blow echoed through the night, a sickening thud of metal against flesh. Pooh finally collapsed onto the floor, his body limp and battered.

His father wasn't done. He took a rope and tied it around Pooh's body, then looped another rope around his neck. Pooh was dragged outside, his body scraping against the ground, until he was hoisted up by the neck onto a large tree at the mansion's entrance. Gasoline was poured around the base of the tree, the pungent smell filling the air, and his father ignited it with a flick of his lighter , screaming " go  to hell you bastard'' 

"P-Pavel," Pooh mumbled, his vision blurring as the rope tightened around his neck, cutting off his breath. The fire roared below him, the heat intensifying with every passing second. His father's grip on the rope was merciless, pulling it tighter and tighter.

Pooh's mother almost fainted, her cries turning into hysterical sobs as the fire grew. Pooh's vision blurred further, but through the haze, he thought of Pavel... He could feel the heat of the flames drawing closer, the acrid smoke stinging his eyes and filling his lungs.