FORGIVE ME CH. 2

"Harder!"

Slap

"Harder!!"

Slap

"DID YOU NOT HEAR ME?! I SAID HARDER!!!!"

SLAP ONCE MORE

The ten-year-old child cried in pain as she was being slapped with the stick once more. She was trained to withstand the pain but couldn't bear it any longer. It was just too much. The tears that she was holding in for so long exploded out of her eyes. And because of it, she was getting punished for it.

The punishment for crying was twenty lashes on the back. So for it was up to fifteen and child couldn't take the pain anymore. Digging her now bleeding nails into the wooden pole that she had to grip, she didn't know which was worst: the lashes or the pain from the digging into the wood.

"HARDER!"

She could hear in the distance and slashed went the whip hitting her back. Finally, the last blow hit her. All she remembered was seeing spots and everything going black.

Hours later she woke up in the infirmary. She was laying on her stomach with her arms stretched out in front of her. Her hands were bandaged from gripping the pole. Soon after an old woman quickly came into the room with a bowl in hand. She noticed the child was awake and slowly smiled.

"Don't move much, they did quite a number on your back."

The young girl could hear the splashing of water and right after the cloth hitting her sensitive back. She flinched from pressure before finally calming down. "My apologies for not warning you before but I knew you wouldn't allow me if I told you." The woman then grabbed another cloth and wring it out before placing it in another area of the child's back.

Once all towels were positioned on the child's back, the woman walked away with the bowl. She turned back giving the child a reassuring smile before turning and walking away. The child placed her head on the pillow before slowly drifting asleep.

She was awakened up by a slap on her back. She looked up and noticed her sensei standing above her. His faced was hard with no type of expression on his faced. "You rest now and tomorrow more extensive training." The young girl nodded her head and he turned to walk out of the infirmary. Once she knew he was gone, she started to cry once more.

She could not understand why she was brought here. All she remembered was being around family, who she thought was her family. She honestly never fit in with them but she was happy to call them her parents.

One day she came home from school and noticed something strange. Normally, the front gates that lead to the entrance of the house was left opened. Her father would have a fit if it was left opened. She walked in and an imagined of what she saw would be sealed in her memory forever.

Her mother was laying on the floor. It sort of looked like she fought back but lost in the end. She had slashes all over her body and the child noticed slashed that must have sealed the deal. Her head was literally clingy to the rest of her body. Her eyes were still opened as well. So it seems she had to watched her assailant slash her in her final moments. She moved towards the kitchen and saw that her father had a knife through his head. 

Next to the child she saw a man sitting in the chair next to him cleaning off a blade that he was using. He turned and noticed the child watching him and their eyes met for a second before the child turned to run.

She didn't make it far before the guy was standing in front of her. He grabbed her by the neck to bring her up to his eyes. The girl struggled in his hands kicking him as well. He smirked at the child as he wiped some of the blood from off his face.

"Your mother did her best to hide you from me but in the end......." He turned me to stared down at my mom. I tried closing my eyes but he forced me to look.

"I told her I will have what is rightfully mine whether she likes it or not." He snarled.

"Let me go!" I cried. But all he did was laugh.

He ignored my cry to let me go. "You will be trained to become what you've should have become in the beginning." I tried struggling again but he tightened his grip on my neck. I looked into his eyes and saw his eyes start to change. Before I knew it everything around me started to go black. 

He tossed me over his shoulders before headed back into the kitchen and turned the gas on. I left the house with him as he threw a match into an open window and setting the house on fire.

So now here I am, a year later laying on a pad being treated from being whipped. The man who took me away from the only true family that I knew I've come to find out was my real father.

A senseless killing machine and he were the leader of the most violent group of people out there. I was his daughter in who he was training to become just like him.

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