Cirque Du Academy

I Will Do Exactly As You Did....

A/N I was going to jump to the next day to one of the boy's POV but i wanted you's to start getting to know the man that was Adrik and why Sang took 'responsibility' for boys she had just met i know it's a little short but hopefully you's enjoyed the story and do remember this is a Mature story there will be abuse current and past and possibly more...heated scenes (if yah catch my drift *wink wink*) with the boys. Also just a little reminder Adrik was never a love interest for Sang, he was a man in his late forties for one and the love they had for each other was one of a father and daughter. Feel free to Comment,Vote,Share and Follow!

Sang's POV

I was far from fine.

I don't know if i should be thankful McCoy had punished my with that damn bamboo stick instead of the lion whip or wish that he had used the whip.

My back was in agony, with the whip it was just as bad and the injuries much worse but there would be less hit's with the whip compared to the bamboo stick especially if I was going to be performing but instead i received twenty hit with the bamboo, fourteen for the boys i had not asked permission to bring to my tent and six for disobedience. That was enough to cause bleeding and no doubt scaring and i how i never passed out was a a question i was still asking myself.

I currently lay on the worn dirty green carpet of my caravan after being carried back only several moments ago by Eric and Jason two boys i would even say were worse then Greg, only where he was more trying to 'claim me' these boys were happy just inflicting pain like Hendricks, McCoy and several others.

Dammit why did i bloody take responsibility for those boys, i didn't even know them.

I sighed myself, it was properly my worst fault and one that often left Adrik punching literal holes in whatever walls he could find. I wasn't knew to beatings, growing up with parents that willingly sold you to a circus it was safe to say they weren't all about that sunshine and hugs but more beatings and neglect.

I heard the slight squeak of my caravan door opening and my heart spiked in fear someone like Greg or even the two that had dumped me back here and came back for a little taste of pain giving when the worried  voice of Wil filled my ears.

''Shit Sang...''

I felt the air shift as he rushed towards me falling to his knees besides me as he no doubt took in the state of my back that was bare except for the straps of my old,what used to be white but now grey, bra. I would be embarrassed if the pain didn't outweigh any other possible emotion.

''He had finally stopped you from these reckless stunts....i know he's gone...''

''Shut up!''

I snapped clenching my teeth as a spike of pain shot through my back.

''Don't ever talk about him''

I was hurt, i was angry and the mention of Adrik brought on an emotion i had been trying to suppress since his death.

''I...alot of us loved Adrik just as much as...''

''If you are just going to keep spouting crap you don't fully understand then you can leave....''

I spoke through gritted teeth as i fought back tears that weren't due to the pain. I didn't mean to be so angry to Wil, i knew he and a majority of the groups here adored Adrik but they didn't share even half the connection me and he did.

''Why cry котенок?'' 

A ruff voice asked causing me to try and crawl further back into the corner i had already reached the end off, trying to make myself smaller and smaller.