Athors pov
14 year old was trying to get out of the grip from a middle-aged man who was trying to harass her. "Dad! save me, " She cried out for help, her voice rising in desperate screams as she thrashed her arms and kicked her legs, struggling to break free from the man's grip. Tears streamed down her face as she fought against him, her body writhing in a frantic attempt to escape. "DAD!" she screamed, her voice filled with terror and desperation. Her father, seated in the living room, heard the anguished cries of his teenage daughter, but he was too high on drugs to fully grasp the situation or respond appropriately. The house fell into a tense silence, broken only by the sudden crash of something shattering in the room.
The sound jolted him from his stupor. He turned just in time to see his daughter, Ena, stumbling out of the room in a disheveled state. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and bruises marked her exposed skin, clear evidence of the abuse she had suffered. In her hand, she clutched the broken remains of a bed lamp, blood dripping from the shattered edges onto the floor.
Her father staggered to his feet, his expression a mix of confusion and anger. "What did you do, Ena?" he shouted, his voice harsh as he saw the blood. He roughly pushed her aside and rushed into the room to check on his colleague, who was sprawled on the floor, injured from the blow.
The scene was chaotic and horrifying, as Ena stood there, traumatized and shaking.
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"If you're not willing to do this, don't forget I have Sarah," her father warned ominously, his voice low and threatening. The words hung in the air like a dark cloud, a chilling reminder of his control and the peril facing Ena's younger sister. Ena stood frozen, her body trembling as the weight of the threat settled over her, adding another layer of horror to the already nightmarish situation.Ena shifted restlessly in her sleep, caught in the grip of a nightmare. Her body tensed, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Her breath came in ragged gasps, as if she were struggling for air. She whimpered softly, her eyes tightly shut, while tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. Even in sleep, her face bore the signs of distress, her brow furrowed with the echoes of the fear and trauma haunting her dreams.
She cried out loudly in her sleep, her distress escalating as her nightmare deepened. The sound of her voice reached Jungkook, stirring him from his slumber. Though still half asleep, he became increasingly aware of her cries, which grew louder and more anguished with each passing moment. His eyes fluttered open, and he turned toward her, concern etching his features as he tried to fully wake up and understand what was happening.
He saw her lying there, crying in her sleep, her face contorted with distress. She was mumbling incoherently, her words barely audible, as tears streamed down the corners of her eyes. Her breathing was heavy and uneven, yet her eyes remained shut, locked in the grip of her nightmare. Concerned and unsure of what to do,
He grabbed her shoulders, trying to wake her up. "Ena! Open your eyes!" he shouted, his voice filled with urgency. Despite his efforts, she remained trapped in her nightmare. "Ena!" he shouted again, shaking her shoulders gently but firmly.
Finally, Ena's eyes snapped open, and she sat up instantly, breathing hard and crying uncontrollably. "Sarah," she sobbed, the name escaping her lips in a desperate cry.
Jungkook cupped her face in his hands, trying to calm her. "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here," he reassured her, tucking the stray strands of hair behind her ears. He gently wiped the tears that continued to stream down her cheeks as she hiccupped through her sobs. Seeing her so devastated broke his heart.
He reached over to the bedside table, grabbed a glass of water, and offered her a small sip. Ena struggled to drink through her tears, but he patiently held the glass, helping her take in the water. Jungkook then pulled her into a tight embrace as she continued to sob, softly whispering, "Sarah is fine," while gently caressing her back. He hoped the words would bring her some comfort.
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