Contract Killers (Multiship)

Chapter 55 - Ink's Story

Warning, this chapter has pedophilia in it. So if you're not comfortable with that type of stuff, I beg you, please do not read it.

This is a mature chapter.

Ink's POV (Age 10)

Me and my new friend, Nightmare, were walking the halls of elementary. I had just saved him from the bullies. I was walking Nightmare to his teacher so he wouldn't run into trouble. When he was safe with her, I went back to my classroom.

(Time Skip)

It was time to head home. All the kids were happily running to their parent's car to get away from school. I was walking when I felt someone tap me on my back. When I turned around, I saw Nightmare nervously staring at me.

Me: Heya Nightmare.

Nightmare: H-Hey I-Ink. Um, I just w-wanted to t-tell you goodbye before y-you left.

I smiled and hugged him.

Me: I'll see you tomorrow.

His arms slowly lifted up and wrapped around me. He let go with a small smile. A boy, looked like his brother, called his name. He ran off with a wave.

Once he was in his parent's car, the smile on my face faded. I spun on my heels and headed home.

(Time Skip)

Me: Mom, Dad, I'm home.

I didn't hear anything but I knew they were in the house. I went into the kitchen to get an afternoon snack. There was note attached to the fridge. I grabbed it and read the words out loud.

Me: Ink, please take a shower after you eat snack. Thank you, love mom.

I stuffed the paper into my pack. After I ate, I went to the bathroom. When I took off my clothing, I stared at my body. The black tattoos that resembled swirls covered my bones. They have been there for as long as I can remember.

As I was showering, I heard someone come in then leave. After I got done, I saw that my clothes and towel were missing.

(Two Years Later)

Ink's POV (Age 12)

When I got home from school, I heard moaning from the living room. Peeking around the corner, I saw dad laying on the couch. His hand was his pants. Without looking at him, I headed to the stairs.

Dad: Stop.

My feet were planted in their place. He looked at me, then stood up. He kept moving towards me until I was backed into a corner.

His hand held the bulge in his pants.

Me: What are you doing, dad?

He didn't say anything, only put his hands on my shoulders and force me onto my knees. He whispered to me.

Dad: I want you to suck my dick.