Beelzebub

Prologue

The longer I stared at her eyes, longer my internal thoughts got repeating, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry' with no end.

Her eyes shifted from my face to her sister's lifeless body on the floor. The horror flashed in her eyes as she knew that this day would hunt her every nights.

Every nights.

With nightmares.

Her eyes were running from the floor to her father who was tied on chair with ropes around his body with blood oozing from everywhere. Her silent mother who was on her knees with her eyes stuck on her elder daughter.

'No,no, no.' she started screaming and running with her short legs. She was barely nine years old with chubby legs with a doll clutching in her right arm.

'Sara, wake up, wake up, Papa please tell sara to wake up.' she shook her elder sister's body gently, like she's afraid that she would hurt her.

'Sara please wake up.' she fell on her knees in front of her body and cover her body with torn dress on the floor.

She was so small that her hands couldn't even that long to cover her elder sister's body.

She turn her head to her father who was bleeding from everywhere. She ran to him and threw her arms around him. All her attempts to stop her father from bleeding to death was purposeless. She didn't knew that then.

I stood there watching her. All of the reason of this child's tear was me.

She had a happy family,

A home,

A father,

A mother,

A sister.

And then suddenly, she was an orphan. All her life's happiness had been snatched away from her.

All I do was watch her, her soul, breaking, piece by piece.

'He's dead you stupid girl.' Romiro said mockingly at her. All the guards behind her started laughing at her.

'you, you bad man, you did that to my papa.' she ran towards Romiro and started hitting him everywhere. They started laughing loudly.

Her frustration was visible on her face. She didn't even knew what was going on, why her papa wasn't responding, she was too small to even know anything.

She kneed the man in between his legs and Romiro groan in pain.

'you little bitch.' He said in pain and instinctively his hand raised to hit her across the face.

'No, no, no' she shirked and hid her face with her hands.

'wait Romiro.' I called him, stopping him in his mid way.

'what? Let me put some mind her bitchy brain, she doesn't have tits till now otherwise I would show her in some other way.' he spat angrily as he grab her hair from behind ready to hit her.

I snaked my arm around her waist, holding her above the ground.

' I said wait, this is my birthday gift not yours. I'll love to take care of her.' I said to Romiro mockingly.

Romiro gave me a sick smile, ' your first time was shitty bro. But this little bitch doesn't even has any tits.'

'I'll take care of that.' I gave them all a wicked smile.

'Alessandro, I saw guilty in your eyes when you're fucking that chik. This is your first time and you don't even look satisfied. This is not how I planned to give you your 18th birthday present.' Martino said with a glint in his eyes. He was enjoying the show. I couldn't even recognize him anymore.