Every Night

                The squeaking noises of an old beat up bed were heard through the dark and cold room, but they did not over did the soft cry of a child, as hoarse as it was, the pain still lingered

With heavy steps and sore body, that child walked back to the common room, where it was shared amongst others who ran the same fate, all orphans, all forgotten by the world; sniffling he laid on his bed, closing his eyes, he felt a pair of arms embrace him from behind, holding him tight against another small body

“Will you hold me like this?”

“Every night”

The boy felt asleep embraced by his best friend.

On the day all the kids play on the court yard, to a foreign eye, they are all happy, but to them, there was no other thing to do but to be, you could tell who the new ones were for they were the ones with the reddest eyes and dead gazes; you see every child died upon entering this orphanage, for this place was ran by the devil himself who like to indulge himself on young flesh; thus every child being victim to his ual appetite the first night they laid foot on this hell

Everyone knew the drill, when someone was pulled away from the rest after dinner was over, it was bound to happen, some fought and cried to be released, and some just gave up and followed through, there was no escape from it, you were going to be sullied one way or another but there were occasions rare as they may be when the child would not come back, and this was one of them; thus changing the life of the two best friends

Today like any other day was normal for the two friends, the older one was the one to protect the younger, their relationship was pure, they held hands and told secrets, they played and chased each other, they found comfort on their smiles and embraces, when one was pulled aside, the other would wait till he came back and embrace him through the night; it was love for them, it was their private feeling, what kept them sane and going, it was their own

The fateful night came when the older one was pulled from the rest, his eyes rested on his younger friend, whose look was exasperation and utter helplessness, but the younger one despite of his situation would smile at him, and comfort him, and would not take his eyes off him till he was out of sight

There waiting on a dark cold room was the older child, despite the countless time he has been in there he could not stop his small body from trembling, then the rough and callused hands will take him by force pinning face down on the moist and dirty pillow, only to be taken mercilessly, this devil would have him pinned with a hand on his neck till he was over, but this time he missed how he laid the child, and upon a few minutes the body stopped resisting, letting go the child fell with a dull thud on the cold marble floor, his lifeless little body sprawled across

The younger one stood waiting, he was ready to embrace his friend, but he never showed up, then he knew, his friend was one of those kids who never appeared, so now he will walk through the wet grass to find an old pile of dirt, laying on it and softly whisper

“Every night”

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Thank you for reading, I apologize if i made anyone uncofortable, I do hope it is not the case, I'm open to anykind of criticism

Love,

Tonight2min

P.S: You probably guessed it, the older child is Minho, and the younger is Taemin