{DROPPED}An Arranged Marriage//(GIYUSANE)

Chapter 18|| 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄

Darkness pressed in on me, a suffocating blanket that swallowed my sight and sense of direction.

A cold, rough surface pressed against my cheek, the ground beneath me a chilling reminder of my vulnerability.

My head spun, a dizzying carousel of fear and confusion. Sand, gritty and coarse, crunched beneath my body, the air thick with a stench that made my stomach churn.

I was blindfolded, trapped in a world of sound and smell, my senses heightened by terror.

Footsteps, heavy and deliberate, echoed through the room, each thud a hammer blow to my already shattered nerves.

I trembled, my body wracked with fear, as the footsteps drew closer. A hand reached out, and with a rough tug, the blindfold was ripped away.

My eyes snapped open, wide with shock and disbelief...

"Un... Uncle?" I choked out, my voice a mere whisper, my body shaking uncontrollably.

"Help me, Uncle, I'm scared." But the laughter that erupted from his lips was cold and cruel, a sound that sent shivers down my spine.

Was this really my Uncle? The one who always brought me toys, who played with me in secret? The one they warned me to stay away from?

Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. "Uncle... stop... let me go, please," I pleaded, my voice cracking with desperation. But my pleas were met with another cruel laugh, a sound that echoed the emptiness in my heart.

A burning sensation erupted on my skin, a searing pain that sent a wave of agony through my body.
A cigarette, held by a hand that was no longer familiar, had been pressed against my flesh.

"Ah! It hurts Un-uncle!" I cried out, my voice raw with pain and fear.

But they didn't listen. They didn't care. Instead, Uncle turned away, his voice a chilling whisper, "Make him suffer. Do whatever you want."

"No! Please help me! Please don't! Don't, Uncle! Please!"

My pleas were lost in the cacophony of their laughter, my cries swallowed by the darkness that had become my prison.

They began to strike, their fists and feet raining down on my body, each blow a hammer blow to my spirit.

Pain exploded through me, a symphony of agony that left me gasping for air.

Their laughter echoed in my ears, a mocking reminder of my helplessness, my utter despair.

They left me crumpled on the cold floor, my body a throbbing mass of pain.

Shivering, I curled into a fetal position, tears streaming down my face, a silent symphony of despair.

My cries had been choked back, replaced by a hollow ache that resonated in my chest.

Then, a shadow loomed over me, the familiar scent of Uncle's cheap cologne filling my nostrils.

He knelt beside me, his hand gently caressing my hair, a gesture that felt both comforting and chilling.

"You know, I actually want to kill your father," he whispered, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.

"I don't really want to do this to you, Sanemi. You're precious to Uncle."

His words were a twisted mockery of affection, a cruel game played on my shattered mind. "But it just pisses me off so much," he continued, his grip tightening on my hair, pulling me closer.

"I need to use you because I can't get closer to your dad... fuck." His voice was laced with a venomous anger, a simmering hatred that sent chills down my spine.