*Heavy Angst/Vile topics Warning*
In a chance encounter at a convenience store, Y/n, a young girl from a wealthy family, crosses paths with Michael Kaiser, a boy caught in the throes of poverty. Despite her sister Vespera's disdainful behavior towar...
"You will learn what it means to be at the receiving end of suffering" -Y/n
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*(Warning: Bullet wounds , abuse/slapping , mentions of death , bombs, violence, blood , skinning (alive), mentions of flesh eating . I can't really mark cause it's majority of the chapter but please read at your own risk!)*
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Y/n stared down at her sister, the coldness in her eyes contrasting with the trembling form of Vespera at her feet. The once wicked young girl was now reduced to a shaking tear-streaked mess, her confidence shattered. The dim light in the room flickered, casting long shadows that seemed to dance mockingly around them.
"Sit up," Y/n ordered, her voice a sharp whisper that cut through the suffocating silence.
Vespera hesitated, her body weak and trembling, but she obeyed, struggling to push herself upright. She looked up at Y/n, her eyes wide with fear, glistening with unshed tears. "Y/n, please!" she began, her voice quivering, "I can make this up to you. I never meant to do any of this. Let's be sisters again!"
A nervous laugh escaped her lips, desperate and hollow. Y/n's expression remained unreadable, her eyes dark and void as she looked down at her sister. Then she shook her head slowly.
"No," Y/n's voice was firm, final. "I don't love you at all."
Vespera flinched as if she'd been struck. Her laugh died in her throat, replaced by a choked confusion. Her pity game hadn't worked. "Y/n..."
"I tried," Y/n continued, her voice rising with every word, "I tried to convince myself that I should love you because you're my sister, maybe you would change. You didn't. You're a sick, twisted human being who allowed disgusting things to happen and then laugh in the face of your victims. You laughed in the face of my pain!"
Y/n took a deep breath, the air hissing through her teeth as her anger grew. "And you hurt Micha. You targeted him because you couldn't have him, right!?
"You let them touch him! And all the other boys , is that so?!"
Without warning, Y/n's hand shot out, slapping Vespera across the face with a force that sent her head snapping to the side. The sound of the slap echoed through the room, followed by the soft thud of Vespera's body hitting the cold floor. She lowered her head, ashamed, beaten.
Two of her teeth laid bloody, on the floor.
"Doesn't feel so great when you're the one getting slapped , right?"
She grabbed Vespera's chin, her fingers digging into her skin as she roughly forced her to look up. "Take a look," Y/n whispered harshly, her voice a venomous hiss as she pointed Vespera's gaze towards the remains of Yoshiko and Ness in the corner.