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Hinata had to handle both his dad and Akira. It was hard for him, but he could only endure it. He had no choice but to obey both of them at the same time. Akira and His dad were both scary and violent. 

After finding out that Shouyo had gone on the camp trip without informing him, his dad was furious. He waited right in front of the school to take him home. After dragging him into the car, they only sat in complete quietness while the driver drove them home. Shouyou knew his dad was angry, so he didn't dare to speak a word. 

While his dad didn't look furious, Sho knew better. He had made sure to leave before his dad could pick him up on the first day of the camp. He knew that his dad wouldn't allow him to go because that's when he was going to stay over at his house; thus,  he didn't bother asking and just went without telling anyone. He only took this risk for Akira, whom he thought was a very close friend.

After arriving, his dad got out of the car first and walked to the other side of the car, opened it, and pulled Sho's arm aggressively. Again, dragging him all the way into the house and then to his room. 

After dragging him to the room and locked the door behind, he finally let go of his tight grip on Sho's arms. Still scared, Sho just stood in the middle of the room quietly looking down while his dad sat in one of the sofa chairs. 

"Where were you?" His dad asked.

"At the camp..." Sho said very quietly.

"Why did you go?" His dad asked again without really caring where Sho actually went. Seems like he didn't care what Sho was going to say, he just contuined asking...

"Um...b-because my friend told me to go."

"Who is this friend? Is he more important than spending time with me?" His dad asked once again.

Sho was quiet, thinking whether to answer his dad question or not.

"N-No father..."

"Then why would you go?" This time he didn't answer, which irratated his dad. he stood up and walked closer to where Sho was standing. He left up his scared face with his hand and stared at the poor boy's scared face. 

Then... the sound of a hard slap was heard across the room. It hurt and Sho could feel his cheek burning. 

He held his cheek for a sec to stop the stinging. However, His dad once again held his face agressivley to look up. "I'll ask again... Why did you go?"

And again Sho didn't know what to say. He wanted to run away. His dad was hurting him.

His dad slapped him one more time much more agressivly than the first time. The slap stinged bad and caused him to be unstable on his legs. However, before he almost fell on the ground, his dad pulled him by his hair and held a tight grip onto his hair.

He pulled his hair and started walking out of the room causing Sho to hold his hand on his hair to somehow make it stop from hurting his scaple. 

"D-Dad p-please stop. I-It hurts..." Sho said through teary eyes and shaky voice, but his dad didn't listen nor bothered to look at the trembling boy. 

He was dragged to the bottom room of the house. It was dark dirty room with some junk in it. 

His dad opened the room and entered it while still pulling Sho's hair. 

He threw Sho on the ground once he let go of his tight grip of his hair. He slowly bends down and held sho on the ground with his fingers digging into his shoulder causing pain for Sho. 

"Hopefully, you will learn your lesson here. You need to start learning on how to not act naughty. Maybe, I have been too kind to you." With that he only looked at Sho for a sec with a expressionless look. 

He signed at the trembling boy who was scared and at the urge of crying. In a in he walked away to the door. He went out of the room and closed them door. The sound of locking the door was heard from outside. 

Sho helplessly starting crying quietly. His cheeck, arm, scalp, and shoulder were hurting and it was freezing in this room. He went to the corner of the room and sat there crying some more. He didn't know what to do. His dad was scary. Akira wasn't here to help. His mom wasn't here. His sister wasn't here, no one was here except him. 

The thought scared him even more in the dark cold room...


After what seemed like hours the door was opened again not to reveal his dad, but aunty Emi. At this time Sho was curled up into a small ball not noticing that someone entered the room. He was too tired to even care.

Aunty Emi sat down beside him and put his head gently on her laps instead of the cold ground. She started to massage his head and brush his hair through with her fingers. 

She felt bad for the boy. She didn't know how to help. She did everthing in her power just to come down here and take care of him. She knew how cruel her husband was. She knew the whole story. 

She didn't love him considering that she was given to him for benefical reason only. Her parents forced her to marry the devil after thet found out that she was dating another women. 

"Ohh Sho. How can I save you now? I'm sorry that I can't help you." She said through a shaky voice. She felt bad and wanted to cry for the boy. She loved this little boy more than anyone. She wanted to be his mother even and wanted him to call her mother. However, she didn't expect it because of the stroy.

"I can't save you or comfort you anymore. I can't live with him anymore and we are going to separate. How can I help you?" She started crying at this point. 

Sho who was tired and hurt couldn't say anything. However, he managed to say some word...

"It's ok aunty. You don't have to do anything. You can be happy." Sho smiled to aunty Emi, which made her cry even more. She hugged him tightly but gently. 

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry Sho..." 

After hearing aunty Emi say sorry, he suddenly lost consious and fainted in her arms...

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I'm so sorry about the late update. I was sick and no I was not sick because of Covid-19. 


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