Ice Hearts || ATEEZ ✔️

one.

Ae Ri's POV

"Ae Ri! Get here now!" Chan shouted.

There we go again...

"Coming!" I answered, getting ready for any ridiculous requests or teasing. "What do you need?" I entered the room, with my head low and hands gathered, always timid in front of them. "Need? I need you to get out of my life but since I can't make that happen, go get us some drinks and snacks. Oh make yourself useful and clean up the room later once we leave." Chan snorted, making his members who were sitting around him snicker. I nodded my head and exited the messy room.

Sighing, I headed over to the kitchen to get what my dear "brother" and friends wanted, before going back up to the hellhole. "Thanks bitch." Felix laughed as he tripped me, making me fall flat on my face. Embarrassed, I scurried back to my feet and out of the room again, tears threatening to fall. "I should be used to this by now...why am I tearing up over them again."

"Please stop! I didn't do anything to you! Why are you always beating me up?" I sobbed as his fist connected with my face yet again, hitting me wherever possible. Sounds of me being beaten up was the only sound present, minus the laughter coming from Bang Chan and his members. Laughing at my miserable state, laughing at the fact they are the cause of it. This is how my life has been, ever since my mom married mafia leader Bang Hyun. Bang Chan is my stepbrother, and yeah he hates me, he thinks that my mom and I were the ones who broke his relationship with his father, taking all the love from him. So he takes all his anger on me, him and his gang, Stray Kids that is. Being beaten up, tortured even, not given food or water, all these were normal, common. Ever since then, bruises and cuts were all I've received from him. He's doing this openly and so often, because his father and my mother are barely home, travelling from place to place, country to country, without a care in the world, including their children, him, and I.

Fast forward...

Laughter and slurred words were all I heard, signaling that they were back after obvious rounds of drinks and drugs. "Come down now you bitch!" Well, that was my call, for another beating. My stomach was immediately met with someone's fist the moment I reached the end of the stairs, and my patience. Kicks and punches came down hard on me. "Useless little thing", "You dumbass" That was all I heard, until they finally left me lying alone on the living room floor. No, I did not fight back, I couldn't but I did what I could, run. Finally having enough and gathered the courage to run away from what was supposed to be my home.

I ran, I left without turning back...hopefully for good.

Hello, here's my first chapter of my first book. Hope everything is good so far but this is just the start, a small intro. Do stay tuned for more okays :)

~ thedouble_a (16/4/20)