Hopeless Liars

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Y/n pov

It's been past two weeks since I last saw the same dream. It felt so real but it also felt like I was trapped inside their lies.

The rain somehow soothes my pain as I try to think about the different images from the dream. Their smiles and a little boy, the rain, the sunset and the apple on the road with shattered glass and blood.

I felt a stinging pain but I keep hearing that little boys sobs and him saying something.

<><>flashback to dream 2 weeks ago.

8 year old Y/N:Dad we get to go shopping today with oppa and eomma!!!

Father :tell **** to get ready while your mother finishes off dishing some lunch before we go shopping and to the park.

I ran upstairs to our new home and knocked on the door to wake my brother up so we can go get ready.
I giggle.

'he snores like a pig' I thought and jumped on him to wake him.

'oppaaaa wake uppp now!!' I annoyingly say and slap him with shoes. I ended up being tackled by him and he tickled me I couldn't resist  the urge to laugh and kick so I accidentally fell off the bed and we laughed.

He got ready and we left.

It was near sunset and I was holding a bag of apples. The apples fell out as I tried to reach it while it was raining. I ran towards the apple on the road and slipped.

Last thing I saw was my oppa being dragged away and bright lights.

<><>flashback ends

'whhyyy!!!! I don't understand!' I screamed and then I heard loud banging on my bedroom door. I curled up into a ball as my father came in and kicked my ribs and head. I screamed and cried for help but as always no one would come for me as I thought. He continued to beat me and yell at me.

'you fucking slut shut the fuck up Or else ill shut up you myself.' he said I continued crying and he grabbed my hair and forcefully stuffed socks into my mouth.

I cried and cried last thing I felt was something going inside me and him pulling my hair as my head bleed I suddenly blacked out.

4 hours later I woke up in my room I touched my head and the blood was still there. I looked down and I was naked.

I curled myself up into a ball but then felt a stinging pain in my back and head. I ran to the bathroom as I felt disgusted with my appearance but I felt hatred and disgust boil up in me as I remembered that it wasnt the first time he has done that to me.

I turned the shower onto hot and grabbed my clothes and a towel. I saw new bruises and hickey on my body and my scars that started to disappear except for some.

I stayed in the shower for awhile to clean myself up. I dried my hair and put makeup on my neck and face to cover the scars and disgusting hickeys.

I changed into my clothes and checked the time it was currently 5:30pm. I walked around the house and I started jumping on the floorboards since i know no one is here since they are at work.

I jumped on one floorboard and I notice the slight change in motion on it. I bent down and quickly pulled it out. There was nothing there. So I rummage my hand in the floorboards and found a small box.

I looked around and quickly went in my room and locked the door. I opened the small beautiful box and found pictures.

There was one with an family and two   children.

Suddenly a tear dropped and I looked at the boy closely. I heard a noise and quickly put the box under my bed and put the photo in my phone and pretend to sleep.

Stepfather: don't tell that bitch that her brother is still alive out their.

I cried in hope of hearing the word brother but what happened. I thought I was a single child.

Stepmother : don't worry the faster we get rid of that disgusting child we get to have her money.

I widened my eyes in fear of what their saying.

Stepfather:she'll be gone by tonight at 8.

I cried and looked at my phone. It was a Sunday and school is tomorrow. Its currently 7pm. I grabbed my school bag and opened it.

I stuck the box in and checked for the picture in my phone case. I grabbed spare clothes and my shoes. I didn't need money since I had my bankcard with me.

Time was moving fast it was currently 7:39 and I heard noises coming closer. I quickly opened my window and shut it and hid behind the long plant near my window since there isn't any other windows and the plant was huge that they wouldn't be able to see me.

I heard their voices and quickly covered my face with my black hoodie and face mask. I jumped down and ran. I heard their voices yelling at me. My tears falling and my legs aches.

I thought they were my biological parents but I found out that they were my foster parents since last year. And I couldn't leave because they had beaten me up to the point were I  almost became blind. I had to work to survive and I did that.

Moments later I ran into a alleyway and they were close.

I cried as I can hear them and their footsteps. I hid behind the bin and next thing I know they were next to me laughing and kicking me.
I struggled to breath and my vision became blurry until I heard a voice and me dropping to the ground.

I gasped for air and tried to get up but fell. I watched my so called parents get beaten and saw a boy coming up to me worried. I tried getting up but before I fell I saw him catch me. My eyes became heavy and I whispered '
Thank you...'


i thought they care about me but no they were only after my money the beatings i got were to tempt me to commit something i dont wanna do...i thought. But thank you

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 23, 2019 ⏰

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