Submission novel Chapter 34

The tiny freckles on my wall never bothered me. I felt that they belonged there. Like a part of a puzzle that doesn't belong there but it still somehow fits in. It always served as a sweet distraction, whenever I and my solitude mind wanted to stay alone. Sometimes distracting the mind helps you in the long run. I wished I had one now.

The shiny, fresh painted wall stared back at me, sporting none of those tiny freckles, I truly felt for. The absence of these tiny things made me realize my perilously wicked fate and this distorted situation. The huge lump of dread smothered down my neck as I stood frozen, under a death hold. My body was drugged into a deep limbo with my mindset lose like the monster from its cage. The warm breath fanning my neck didn't help defrost the thick layer of dismay and panic off of me, rather it made me recognize my long-forgotten past.

They say that time heals everything but what about scars? They never get away. They never dissolve and neither do the memories.

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A little kid

With a set of dreams

Got her heart broken

Never to be awakened up again.

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"Poor little Rose, always depressed, always crying and always the victim."

His pointed finger dragged on my shoulder blades. The agonizing silence that followed, wrenched my mind with a different possibility of mishaps. Maybe he will have mercy on me and wrap those same fingers around my neck? Giving me the pleasure of sweet, sweet death?

"I always thought that your submissive little soul would never be able to fight back but the incidents from yesterday surely proved me wrong. That filthy girl is surely rubbing off on you."

It hurt, it hurt me to just stand there and do nothing while his words drew agonizingly slow circles. The close proximity we were sharing, rotted my soul but I was too scared to even breathe. His breath fanned my ear as he came impossibly closer and pressed his chest to my back.

"Maybe we should get rid of her?"

I have never moved so fast in my life. Heck, I don't even think that I would have shifted if those treacherous words would not have escaped from his mouth. I turned towards him and looked him in the eye. Those heartless eyes which have tortured me for so long and broke me again and again.

"Don't even dare to think about her."

The words that broke out of my clenched jaw, ignited the devil. With the clawing look in his dull brown eyes, he stormed towards me and punched me on my face. The lamp crashed and started flickering, creating odd shapes and shadows on his already angry face. My clumsy body landed on the floor and withered under his wrathful glare.

"Don't forget your place, little sister. It's right down there!"

A shoot of spittle was thrown on me after which the thunderous footsteps exited through the door while slamming it shut.

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