Chapter 1: Chapter One (Seonghwa)
The pain was unbearable, it felt like I was being stabbed in the stomach over and over again, every second of every minute the pain kept on increasing. I had trouble saying my sentences, my voice kept on cracking until finally, I heard the sound of a voice. I kept trying until I heard it again, it must have been my voice I thought, it has to be. I managed to break through the cracking and huskiness, I yelled out hoping someone was there, hoping they would help, begging they would be able to stop the pain that's spreading inside my body.
"SOMEONE .... MAKE IT STOP... I BEG OF YOU ..... please make it stop."
I hear myself saying between strangled sobs. The more I sat there, the more I realized the pain had become less, and less like there was no pain, to begin with. I wonder what's happening, I need to know why this is happening to me, I need to remember what happened after last night or was it even last night, I can't remember.
I slowly begin to open my eyes, seeing light as I open them more and more, I know I shouldn't sit up straight away as I already feel so stiff. I move my head from side to side loosening the previously stiff muscles, as I move my head more I hear some sloshing in my ears, not taking it to mind I just ignore it and start moving my arms and feet around.
I manage to loosen all of my stiff muscles and start to slowly sit up, but as I press my hands against the floor I feel a sticky substance between my fingers and nails. I lifted my hands towards my face but I didn't expect what I saw, dark red blood covered my whole hand.
'What happened?'
'Is this my blood?'
'Was another person here?'
'Did I...kill someone?'
Those questions just kept on popping up in my mind like a never-ending cycle. I was scared, the memories of the last few nights are faint in the back of my mind.
"Sitting here isn't getting me anywhere", I said in a muttering tone. I slowly stood up, my muscles cracking at the sudden movement. Moving around at the moment would be difficult but what else can I do? I don't want to risk being caught in the middle of all this blood.
Once I was finally able to stand up straight and not fall over I carefully made my way towards what looked to be the door. It took quite a bit of strength and time before I was able to make it over to what looked like a metal door that looked to be a fire escape.
I slowly turned this big looking wheel on the door, it seemed to gather up a bit of rust while I was in here. It made me think about how long have I been in here and what happened exactly.
Walking out of that room was a relief for me, but there was a part of myself that regretted it because as soon as I stepped out of the room I was burning, like legit burning. My skin started to sizzle up, it wasn't until I finally stepped back into the darkness of the room that memories started to flash in my mind. They weren't as clear as I hoped for them to be but they were a start.
*Memories Start*
I remember my master asking for me to come into the enclosed vault at midnight, as he couldn't go out in the sun, I remember doing as he ordered being afraid for my own wellbeing. I remember hiding a silver knife behind my back and walking into the vault, I was scared out of my mind, knowing that if this didn't work,
I remember all the abuse that I went through, the ****, the torture, and the mental and physical abuse. I had so many chances of escaping but I never took them as I was and still am a coward. I never wanted to be their slave, their toy. But a debt my father couldn't pay has taken my free will, my life. I was 14 when they took me, a child abandoned by his family, a somewhat abomination to those around him.
At the age of 11 I realized why I was called an abomination, my birth mother Park MinJi had an affair with her boss and the result of that affair was, unfortunately, me, when I was born my mum left me with my father Kim Min-kyu, at the age of 5 I realized my mother will never be coming back. At the age of 9, my father started going into debt with loan sharks, but these loan sharks were normal, I always knew that humans weren't the only ones in the world, that we aren't alone, that there was something out there.
It wasn't until my father abandoned me that I realized how fucked up my life was, how much at that moment I wanted to die, to end all my suffering. Such thoughts shouldn't be taught by a 14-year-old is what they told me. By they I mean my master and his accomplices, my master wasn't like that of a normal human being, no he was pale, his hair red as the blood that's coursing through my veins.
You would think from my description that my master is some kind of alternative Snow White but instead he was a vampire, a creature of the night. I had thought that supernatural creatures only existed in movies or tv shows like twilight and teen wolf, I was scared because what I know to be reality was wrong, my world is covered in darkness, hiding the truth from those who wouldn't be able to handle it.
I was 15 when it happened, I started being abused again, sexually, physically, and mentally, they didn't stop when I said no, they raped me countless times, made me beg for them to cum in me, I felt dirty and violated afterward. My Master chains me up to the bed, rips off all my clothes, blindfolds me, and without preparing he pounds into me, my ass getting tight around his dick. I never got hard though, probably because I wasn't enjoying it, who would enjoy getting raped.
That happened every day for 2 years, it was on that day that I finally gave up, and well yeah, in the end, someone always dies.
*Memories End*
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Chloe_Lea_2973 I started this story exactly a year ago, and I have only just started trying to fix and work on it again. If this story doesn't fit your preferences then I don't recommend you to read it. However, I do hope people enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it, creating stories is a hard, long task so I very much appreciate the people who read this.