~~~~~~~~'s POV

Soon it was 9pm. It was time to go home. Every other day I would rush home but today I didn't feel like going home at all.

Daehyun droved me home. During the car ride, I was quiet. I guessed Daehyun felt it too. The journey was surprisingly short.

"Text me later Princess. Bye" Daehyun said before he planted a kiss on my forehead. I smiled and waved him goodbye.

I collected my thoughts and calmed myself down before entering. I knew I couldn't avoid whatever that is gonna happen. I predicted it to be world war 3. I could endure anything thinking how worth it was spending the entire day with Daehyun. I never imagine I could even do that.

I'm ready. I opened then front door. The least person I expected to be there, sitting on the sofa was my stepdad. I was literally shivering when i saw him. My stepmom and Minsook are abusive but my stepdad, he's way worst than the both of them. I'm really in deep .

"Sorry Father! I promise I won't- AAAHHH!" I bowed but i was cut off by a tight slap across my cheek which even my legs couldn't handle. I fell over and my face was scratched by the cabinet. I landed on the floor. 

He pulled my hair to get me to stand up. He punched my stomach causing me to almost vomit Daehyun's spegetti out. Luckily I that didn't happen. He then took a rope and tied my hands to one of the dining table legs. He pulled my legs and my back landed hard onto the floor. i was now lying down flat on the floor. He took out his belt and went to get another one from his room. I'm so dead. Getting whacked by one was bad enough and now he had to use two. He must be thinking that I deserved it since it was the first time I reached home that late at night.

He started whipping my tighs. 

"AHHHH! I'M SORRY FATHER! PLEASE STOP! IT HURTS A LOT! I PROMISE TO LISTEN TO YOU!!" I cried. He was using a whole lot of force. 

"SHUT UP!" he almost aimed his belts at my face but slapped me instead. I kept quiet instantly. He smirked knowing I wouldn't make any sound, he increased the force of his beatings. I bit my lip to control myself from screaming. It was so pain till my lips started bleeding.

He only aimed at whipping my tighs probably they are easy to cover since I have never worn bottoms above my knee. Since I'm wearing my school uniform, he held it up to show my tighs. Soon my skin started to tear. I'm not surprised when i started seeing blood on my tighs too. I felt i was gonna rip my lips apart. Then, his belt accidentally landed on my knee caps which was so much more painful that I yelled. He didn't stop me but let out a small laugh of satisfaction. When he was done whipping me, he untied the rope around the table but my both hands were still tied up. he used the rope to drag me to the laundry room. 

I was confused to why he did that. He then took out an old washing board and threw it to the ground.

"KNEEL!" I was confused but I kneeled on the floor. He twisted my ear.

"You dumb piece of . KNEEL ON THE WASHING BOARD!" Did i just hear correctly? I have to kneel on that uneven thing?

He pulled the rope and lifted my knees off the floor and kicked the washing board under my knees and yanked me back down. He then added weights to my shoulders, pushing me down, applying more weight on my knees. The pain was unbearable. 

"Father I beg you, please don't do this. I'm sorry." I said as tears flowed down my face. It seemed to work. he released his weight and walked away leaving me there to kneel. I was in that position for 15 minutes and my stepdad came back. He took a pail of ice cold water and poured it over my head. My entire body was drenched and my wounds opened. I was now shivering from both fear and coldness. I told myself to hang in there. It was my fault at first.

My stepdad dragged me by the rope again. Even dogs were treated better. My legs were numb and I didn't have time to stand up. My knees were dealing with friction burns. I managed to gather all my strength to stand up. He dragged me to the door.

"Since you like coming back late, you can stay out here." He said as he tied the ropes to the doorknob and kicked the back of my knees forcing me to get down to a kneeling position. The floor wasn't smooth.

"Beg me to stop."

"F..Father please stop. Don't leave me outside. Please take me in!! I'M SORRY!"

"Good now continue begging till I'm happy. YOU BETTER NOT STOP!" He warned me and closed the door.

I didn't know he went back to his room and was going to leave me out here till the next morning. I could not go anywhere as the ropes are tied to the sides. 

I started banging my hands on the wall, begging my stepdad to stop doing all of these. My throat became sore. 

Damn, is that lightning? Soon enough, it started raining heavily while i'm still out of my house without any say in it. My body is already shivering. My stomach still hurts and before I knew it, I vomited Daehyun's spegetti out. Sorry Daehyun.

Before I knew it, everything became pitched black and I collapsed to the floor. 

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