The Burnt Rose

I was cornered in my room.. they all were here.

I was sitting on antrey's lap with his hands around me like chains.. he was breathing me as if I'm the last bit of oxygen there left to survive.

Abrasha was kneeling in front of me he kept his hold on my chin.. he was so close to my face that if I breath out our lips would touch.

Then he moved closer to my side and whispered " Still don't remember us, milaya...?"

he knows I'm lying.. But he still wants to hear it from me.. I took out a shaky breath and answer him in small whisper... "no"

" Lie " Anton says this... he come closer and kneel beside his brother.

" You're lying. " he tells me while holding my eyes with his mismatching ones. " and liers get punished.." he says with smile that doesn't reach his eyes.

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THE STORY CONTAIN BELOW THEMES, THE AUTHOR SUPPORTS NONE OF IT'S.

Assisted suicide
Rape
Possesive behavior
Violence
Gore

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