TW// domestic abuse

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"How have you been, my daughter." The lady sitting opposite smiled.

That voice sent shivers down her spine, faint memories coming in and out of her head.

"Who... might you be?" Ra In was wondering who this lady calling her her daughter.

"I'm your mother." She said with such a simple tone it frightened Ra In.

"You're my mother? Don't you dare try to kid me." And Ra In started laughing in disbelief when she read the lady's mind.

"I don't have a mom, and I don't. intend. to have one." Ra In stood up, pushing her chair back. Just as she turned around to leave, the lady's voice boomed, "SIT DOWN." Mrs Park jumped in her seat as she held her heart, calming herself down.

Ra In froze in front of the door, more and more memories come in and go as the voice gets much more familiar to her.

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Flashback...

"Ra In! Get down here. You lil b*tch. Where's your father!? Where's your brother? You know if they aren't here you'll get something, right?" A drunk lady came into the house, dressed in fake branded clothing, a vain attempt to mimic the wealthy.

"Mom, they aren't home..." The little girl as young as 4 years old was left alone at home after her older brother and father went to buy groceries.

"Where, did they, go!?!?!" The lady's voice boomed loudly, echoing throughout the almost empty house.

"Shopping for groceries..." The little girl timidly answered, hiding behind the door.

"Come here. Where's the stick? I need to vent this, this pent up anger in me. I lost the bet and all my precious money..." The lady mumbled in fury as she stumbled across the room, and picked up a wooden stick left on the floor. With unstable footsteps, she approached the girl, beating her till she coughed blood while sprawled on the floor.

"Mom.." She coughed.

"Who's your mom?! I'm not your mom! You're not my daughter, you alien mind reader." The lady  viciously spat in the little girl's face, breath reeking alcohol. A final kick in the stomach and she swayed deliriously into her own room and slammed the door harshly. The girl could only continuously cry and cry, begging for her father and brother to come back home quickly.

**Few days later...

"Appa, where are we going?" The little girl, whose body was blooming purple bruises, sat at the passenger seat while the father drove.

"Somewhere. You're going to have to stay there for quite some time. I promise I'll bring you home after settling some stuff, okay?" The father sent her daughter off to the designated place and soon drove off after explaining to the staff.

"Come on. Let's go inside." The warm smile of the female staff made the little girl smile.

Everyday she prayed and prayed, looking out of the window, hoping to see her father. But each night she'd cried afterwards. The one and only person that could comfort her was Chanyeol.

End of flashback..

"Ra In? You okay?" Chanyeol who just entered the room, saw her standing in front of the door, staring at it. A tear slipped from her eye and heightened fear washed over her instantly.

"No, no, no no this isn't true. It's just a hallucination." She continuously slapped herself.

"Hey! Why are you hurting yourself?" Chanyeol held her cheek with his warm hand as she started to cry uncontrollably.

"I'm scared. I'm scared. That lady is a bad woman. She hit me. She always hits me. It's all back. It's all back. I remember everything. I don't want to see that lady. I don't want to. It hurts. It's hurting, pain.." She started to whimpered and cry like a toddler, just like herself when she was 4.

"Okay, okay, shush, shush. It's fine now. It's okay." He had her in his arms protectively while rubbing his hand on her back to calm her down.

"She hurt me with a wooden stick. She walks weirdly and hits me all the time. She keeps on hitting me." Ra In kept on mumbling and crying. Everything felt so real that she felt burning sensations of pain all over her body, as if they were fresh wounds. She cried in pain, so much pain.

"Ra In, stop. Stop. Look at me. It's okay. It's okay now. Everything will be fine okay? As long as I'm here." He lulled her in a caring tone. She nodded her head and started crying harder.

"This is bad.. It must be really painful..." Chanyeol thought, his eyes setting on the abusive lady with pure anger.