ALPHA’S BOY

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TORTURE !

WARNING- ABUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



I quickly go downstairs. As I reach the bottom of the stairs, I look over the counter and notice two empty beer cans.



Marvellous! I was taken out of my thoughts when I felt my cheek sting. I slowly look up and see Mama Devil.

Our eyes meet, and her lips curl in a smirk.


She knows I'm not the one who took the money, but how can she miss a chance to put me in a miserable position?


"How dare you take the money? And let your poor little sister take fall for it?" here comes the drama. "Oh God, I always knew you were a troubled child but never in my worst nightmare thought you would stoop so low." Honestly, that's a little dramatic even for her. Don't you think? I am looking at her with disgust. Lady have mercy on our poor souls.



There are a thousand things that I want to say right now, but I keep my mouth shut cause either way they will punish me, and I intend not to add fuel to the fire.



"oh, soo you're not going to say anything. Huh?", raises her hand again to strike. I shut my eyes close, and after a second, I feel another sting. Surprisingly her strikes are harder than I expected. Something's wrong. She's definitely on something. That's where I get a little nervous. I don't exactly enjoy getting shot by drugged people.


Before I could take a step back, he walks up to me and grabs my cheek roughly. His face is close to mine. He's stinking so bad. It's the mixture of sweat, alcohol and rotten fish. I'm ready to throw up.



"Is this that hoe taught you before she ran away with that pimp, huh?" I can feel my blood boil and I dangerously narrow my eyes.



"Answer me?" he yells. His grip is getting stronger with each passing second. I'm definitely going to have marks.



From the corner of my eye, I can see her going behind me. What is she doing, planning to stab me in the back? Well, isn't it getting old? Suddenly I feel a sharp pain as she holds my hair roughly and pulls them back with full force.



"AHHHHHH!!!" God. fuckk….



"OH boy, don't worry, Daddy is going to teach you some basic manners. Manners which you'll remember as long as you live." he said with a smirk. OH, God. Mentally I make a cross sign with my fingers. In the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit. Hell, spawn of evil goblin. I banish you back to hell where you belong.



He leaves my cheek and takes a good look at me for solid 5 seconds before he starts walking towards a cupboard. He takes out a black whip. Please, not again. I hear mama Devil laugh before leaving my hair and bringing her mouth close to my right ear.



"This will be fun."



"On your knees, now." I don't move an inch not because I have the courage to stand against him but cause suddenly, I feel my blood drying, face getting pale, hands sweating and head-spinning 360 degree. Last time he whipped me I couldn't move for three days straight.



"if you don't get on your knees in the next 3 seconds, I will add ten more," he said while warming up his wrist.



"1... 2… and 3… now it's 60." WTF. Has he lost his mind?



"70."



"Okay, you want to do this the hard way? Let's do this hard the way -- if you don't get on your knees right now. Zoe will be receiving 25 good ones from me."



Shit. by the look on his face, I can tell his is not joking. I'm not going to let you lay your filthy finger on her. I mentally prepare myself and breathe out. I slowly take steps towards him and kneel right before him.

Please. NO.


He raises his hand to strike, and I close my eyes instantly.


WHIP. AHHHHH. I scream mentally.

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP, Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Now, I'm screaming on top of my lungs. I'm no longer able to hold my tears back.

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP *25

Each strike is more powerful than the last one. My whole body is shivering from the pain.

"Please Stop"

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

"Please stop."

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

"Oh, now you wanna beg, funny."

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP



I glance at her before I close my eyes shut again from the pain.


"Please make it stop."


I can hear her laugh.

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP


I don't know how much longer I can take this. I can feel liquid flowing down from upper to lower back. I'm guessing its blood.

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

WHIP

I can no longer take this. My eyes feel so heavy; my whole body hurts like it was hit by a truck. I can feel my body begging me to let go. AHH. I can't. It's too much for me. All the pain- mom abandoning me, dad treating me like shit, assaults from his hoe and the burden of keeping it all in, everything hits me. The baggage is too heavy for me. I can't carry it anymore. I want to end it—this ongoing pain. I'm too young to be in so much pain.

WHIP

WHIP

Why me?

WHIP

WHIP

Suddenly I feel my body give up, involuntarily and I fall straight on the cold hard ground. I have no energy left in me to fight this pain. I lie there, all the memories of pain hitting me like a flood. My head is spinning so hard. I think I'm about to faint.

WHIP

But I can't give up. No, I can't let go. I have to fight for my little sister. What about her? She doesn't have anyone else, and she's only 14. Things will get better once I get the scholarship. I just lay there.



After 15 minutes, he stops. I slowly try to open my eyes, but my vision is so blurred because of the tears.



"Oh, I need a drink. That was trying" he laughs. Chock and die on the drink. My t-shirt is completely torn, and I can feel cold air hit my back, making me cringe.



Suddenly I felt a firm grip on my hair, pulling them upwards make me whine in pain. From the grip, I'm guessing it's his.



"I hope you learnt your lesson," he said, and I remain silent. Fuck you bitch. He loosens his grip on hair, "Bastard."



He gets up and leaves. I heard the main door open and close. Finally.

"AHHHHHH. Fuckkkkkkk" I try to move but I can't. Pain is too much. I decide to lay there for a bit longer.



I feel something cold and sharp against my wrist. I open my eyes; she is sitting beside me, holding a fucking knife against my wrist. Are you planning to kill me?



"See honey, we both know it's Zoe who stole from me and not you, but I don't care about it. What I care about is my money. She stole $200, and I want it all back at the end of this week or else…." she takes a pause and looks me in the eye.



"let me show you what I can do.", she started making random cuts on my wrist, and I instantly cringed.

“No. S..T..O..P… FUCKKK.” I beg



"Please." I try to move around, but my body doesn't respond.



"I will return the money," I scream in pain.



"I know, honey, you will." she winks.



"But this is fun. I'm not done yet." She takes my other arm and does the same.



"Plea…ss…ee." I sob.



"Oh honey, look at you." she suddenly stops. Kisses my cheek and leaves.






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