Their Hate, My Pain

3 || Hurt my feelings

HEADS UP! This chapter has a little sensitive scene. Please proceed with caution.

I woke up from a deep sleep. Yesterday's memory still couldn't get out of my head when Ian gave me a warning. It's not uncommon, but his voice seemed different from what his tone usually is whenever he yaps.

You're dead. He said, but I'm not dead. I'm alive, breathing, and always up early. I'm the one who does the chores. Clearly, he doesn't know what he's talking about.

Anyway, before I did any other work, I cleaned my bed first so that it's not messy. After that, I took a quick, warm shower to feel fresh.

Afterwards, I dressed up to my daily clothing style at home. I opened up the door too fast just to get splashed by cold water on top of me. I was freezing!

"Who the..?" My body was shaking a little. This is far worse! "With packs of ice, really?"

I only let out a small sigh. I changed to a different clothing and mopped the floor first before walking downstairs. I could hear the twins laughing from afar. They're the biggest pranksters in this world.

"How's the shower, little sis?" Ace mocked me with pure sarcasm before him and Adam laughed. I didn't reply, instead I ignored them both and went straight to the dining area. They're already 27 but they still act children.

I observed the food at the dining area. It's just toasted bread but with flavor adds. It's simple but I appreciate it. I don't know who made these though.

Eli walked inside while holding a cup of coffee. I'm surprised that he's home. "Eli? It's your off day?"

He shook his head, avoiding my gaze. "No." Eli pulled the dining chair backwards and sat down.

Since he doesn't probably want to talk to me, I just didn't bother him anymore and sat down at the chair. I ate my food quietly.

But I wasn't expecting him to talk to me. "How's dad?" I raised my head up to him. Papa never actually talked about his life to me, except him with muma that I never met. I understand since he's always busy being a professor at college.

The college is actually famous in our city, so he usually goes overtime to get paid a lot. I appreciate his hard work.

"I think he's alright. I met papa yesterday evening. He's quite early. Why?"

"Nothing," He dismissed me already and I just shrugged mentally. That was random. Eli never actually shows his emotions and he just doesn't care.

Both of us only ate silently. I waited for him to leave but he wasn't leaving. I sighed to myself before grabbing my plate and standing up. I was about to go to the kitchen when he held his plate up. "Wash the dishes."

I mentally frowned at myself. "I thought you'll be the one washing the dishes today?"

"I have work, now hurry up before I drop this plate and I'll blame you for it," He didn't spare me a single glance. I didn't have any other choice but to take the plate. I walked to the kitchen to start washing dishes.

After twenty minutes, I did the usual chores again. It was laundry day so I'll be doing that after I clean the backyard.

The twins are luckily at work today. I've been doing the chores faster so that I don't get to meet them again after cleaning. Leo and Ian are at college where papa works, so they're mostly together, but Leo and Ian go home early.

If you're wondering why I'm only staying at home, because I'm actually homeschooled. When I started kindergarten, papa already put me in a homeschool.

I never had actual friends outside. I was never allowed to go outside, except that I can go to the backyard. That's the rule that I hardly accepted because I think it's not fair. I want my brothers to become my friends too, but they hate me to the bottom of their heart.

The only friend that I actually consider is papa, but he's always not present because of work, so I usually stay inside my room to hide from my older brothers' mischief.

When I was done gardening the flowers, I quickly did the laundry. It took an hour to finish before I folded the clothes separately. I made sure to put my family's clothes in their own basket because I'm not allowed to go inside their rooms except for papa.

I had to speed everything up because I needed to cook lunch for myself. It was already ten in the morning so I went to the kitchen. My lunch would be a simple meal of hotdog and rice. I ate alone at the dining area and went to wash everything that I used at the sink today.

I spent another six hours alone at the house. Leo and Ian were already home but they quickly went inside their rooms to chill. After another hour, the twins were home too.

I was just doing my homework to turn in to my teacher, when someone kicked my door open, my body flinching slightly at the action. It was Ace.

"What are you.." My eyes widened when his hands roughly grabbed the collar of my shirt. What is he doing??

"Why the hell did you tell dad?!" His eyes burned with anger. My lips were trembling and I hesitated to speak. Why is he like this? 

"What did I do?" I muttered out but he rolled his eyes and mocked me.

"What did I do? Didn't I tell you last time to not tell him about the cleaning schedule?! Now he knows we weren't cleaning and he's blaming us that we're the ones forcing you to do the chores instead!" My head was getting dizzy every word he pushed out of his mouth. He pushed me to the floor. My legs were trembling slightly at the fear of him hurting me.

And he did.

Ace punched my stomach harshly and I had to scream in agony. It felt like a rush of blood wanted to rush out of my mouth but it went back down again. "A..Ace, it hurts."

"And you deserve it," He spat out and spit at my face. I moved my head away from his gaze. I hate this torment.

He slowly kneeled down and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "This is the last straw, Lottie. If you tell dad about our carelessness again, that punch will be much worse than now."

Ace stood up and walked out of my room without closing the door. My whole body was shaking from the events and I felt like crying waterfalls.

He never did that to me. Ace would only harm me with pranks with Adam, but it's the first time he hurt me physically. I want to tell papa, but what if he hurts me again?

He will hurt me again, so I need to shut my mouth.

Why must I suffer from my brothers? Have I done anything bad to them? Why do they hate me to the point of Ace hurting me physically?

Am I not enough for them?

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