192-The Devil In Disguise

Something told me I should know more about Markus. I watched him get up from the stairs and then disappear on the third floor. Pamela was not home, and my mother wouldn't come out for hours. This wouldn’t be the first time that she had beaten me or threatened me with a knife, so it didn't really affect me too much.

I wasn't allowed to be on the stairs, but since no one was around, I followed Markus, and soon I was on the third floor with him. The third floor was drastically different from the first.

There was only room at the end of the dark hallway. The lamps were broken, and shattered glass was everywhere. I don't know when it happened, but the spider webs gave away the truth.

Walking through the hallway and reaching the bedroom was the scariest pathway I have ever followed. Once I pushed the door open, I found Markus sitting on the floor and holding a teddy bear.

I did a quick scan around and noticed all the drawings on the walls.

They seemed to be following a story. One could also see some chaos in the drawings.

"Do you like my room?* He suddenly lifted his head and asked me with a pout on his lips.

"It's cozy,* I admitted uncomfortably.

"Then why don't you come sit with me?* He asked sweetly, tapping his hand on the cold floor. Passing him a smile, I sat down with him.

drawings hanging from the walls. After he nodded, I reached for one

for these?* I questioned, getting intrigued by

said, forming a sad pout on

the drawing to

in your ear," he whispered, making

I said, hunching over and tucking my hair behind my ear. He leaned over and brought his lips near my ear, but then he did

forced me to look in his direction. It happened in a matter of seconds. By the time I could gather what he was doing, he

and breaking the kiss. I was going to respond, but I felt a tight grip around my arm and force dragged me up on my feet

him?" Pamela was panting in shock and revolt. Even I was taken aback by the whole incident. It was disgusting to think about, but he initiated it. I didn't even take part

do anything. He kissed me," I pointed at Markus, who was now hugging his teddy and shaking while crawling to

like it,"

What were you doing to him?" Pamela's anger was justified. Any mother would be angry, but I

he was so scared of me that

in her grasp and made me briskly walk after her as she took

I didn't even try getting out of Pamela's hold. She shoved me into the room and caught

Mom rolled out of bed

was preparing my son to have sex with her.* Pamela didn't even tell

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