🖤Ungrateful🖤

4. Bits from Childhood: Burnt it!!

Chapter dedicated to Layisss❤❤❤

I'm strictly against any type of violence, but that's not what happens in real world right!!

One of my friend read from somewhere, that in anger we become blind to others point of view and hurt them, but when we see that our bullying is affecting them.... We do it more🖤. Sad right!! But that's what most all do in anger, either verbally or physically.

The more one get hurt, the more pain others inflict.

This story definitely won't end up like cliche with Misty forgiving and forgetting, because in my opinion us Humans have same instinct as animals, we crave care and love, not bruises and excuses for hurting us and when we start to like such abusive behaviour, it's time to seek help.

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"Leave me!! You Scoundrel " Kylie struggled against damaged electrical wire, as it further tightened on, getting her skin pierced to bleed due to the wires which protruded out of PVC, much to her struggles.

"Calm down lady"He snapped at her, still holding her tightly. Finally, losing his temper Kyle dumped her bound self on bed and locked the door of staff room from outside and went out all the while smirking thinking of the adjacent room, where Aron entered with dangerous look, much to Misty's dread.
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Misty's body was struck with partial paralysis, that even after non-stop commands from her brain, she was locked in her position, as she watched him close the distance inbetween them with painfully slow and heavy steps. His eyes!! They were so dark and merciless, as he took in her robe covered bluish figure.

She never got his love for dark clothes, which in addition to his depressing presence, made him look more dangerous according to her. His new hobby of painting himself with intimidating tattoos, which were currently peeking at her from behind his black shirt's rolled up sleeves and undone top two buttons, were cherry on top in a reverse way. His tan muscular body as a result of heavy workout sessions and God knows what all activities he used to engage himself with was enough to crush little Misty with just his finger tips.

"Ar..Ahhh" next moment, she was slammed to wall, a foot above floor with rigid arms squeezing life out of her neck and waist, with the shock waves of nausea travelling through her body, with the sudden hit it took against the wall.

Being up close with the popping vein on his forehead and dangerous smirk on his face, which was not at all appealing, Misty curled her feet and gasped, as he attached their forehead.

" You want him." He stated calmly, but his bone crushing grip on her waist proved him to be anything but calm.

At this point Misty's lack of voice was proving to be more dangerous to her health, along with the fact she couldn't wrap up the words he spewed, due to her weak heart which fought against her ribcage to free itself of her body in fear. She let out loud cry, as he dipped his head on her neck biting it with no restraint. It took only few seconds for her to feel blood seeping out, it was only so much her 13 year old self could take. He was feeling the beating pulse on her injured neck, as if planning his next attack.

"Aron!!" Tears were freely flowing, as she clutched her eyes shut trying to cope up with pain he was inflicting for God knows why and fisted her hand on his chest trying push him far far away from her. It was the first time he did something as such and in her heart she knew that it wouldn't be the last time too.

"Yes, Aron and it will always be Aron" He whispered viciously, rubbing his nose on her cheeks, digging his fingers on her waist as if, trying to prove something.