Supremacy Games

The next morning...

Noah opened his eyes slowly while wincing softly...He turned his head with great difficulty and looked around him.

When he noticed that he was lying in his bedroom next to his little sister, memories of last night's abuse resurfaced in his mind.

'Argh!'

The ignored pain had finally settled in, making him unable to move a single inch without aggravating a welt.

Still, Noah fought against it and pushed himself to check on his little sister, worrying that she might have been beaten by the nanny after he passed out.

'Thank god...' Fortunately, he saw that she wasn't harmed at all, making him sigh in relief.

Cluck...

Abruptly, the door to his bedroom opened up gently...The nanny came inside while carrying a bowl and a glass of water.

"You finally woke up." The nanny showed a kind worried expression as she asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

"..."

Noah merely kept eyeing her with a look filled with varied emotions, confusion, anger, hate, and lastly fear.

She has almost beaten him to death yesterday, yet she was standing here, asking for his well-being like he fell off a tree or something.

"Be a good kid and drink this soup, it will hasten your recovery." The nanny said while filling up a spoon.

She brought it close to his mouth and rushed him, "Drink it before it gets cold."

Noah opened his mouth and drank it with an expressionless face.

If he was a normal eight years old kid, he would have either thrown a tantrum and refused to touch the soup or slapped the spoon away.

But Noah was different...He was forced to mature very, very early.

This made him understand that he couldn't agitate the nanny right now by acting childishly, especially when he had no strength to even stand up.

Most importantly...

'I need to recover faster before she falls off into another frenzy and target my sister this time.' Noah drank the soup like his life depended on it for this sole reason.

fathom his sister's ending if he wasn't there as a punching bag

process...She

you won't ruin your bandage...Just behave and keep lying

knowing that if Grace went to school, she wouldn't hesitate to

years old and most teachers wouldn't pay heads to her words, the nanny

couldn't move even

occur again." The nanny held his hand and tightened it. Then, she requested with a kind expression, "So, let's keep it between us and continue

'She is afraid.'

enough to spot her bullshit from a mile away, making him realize that the nanny wasn't remorseful about

merely scared of the repercussions of him going down to the school or police

he didn't even need to

remove his shirt and show them his ruined and abused flesh...This was more than enough to get

though Noah knew this, he

rage beforehand to understand that such a crazy woman was simply

dare to imagine what would happen to

to remain quiet about any of this for now

...

his normal life...However, some welts had left thin scars on his back,

used just a leather belt, she knew that the

too hard in her whipping, Noah's welts would have been

huge differnece between going to the school or police station with

kept her word and didn't lay a

experience and treated the

an eye contact with her or eat anything that she cooked. Plus, she started to sleep in Noah's bed and always cling to him

she held her anger inside

The nanny smiled kindly while informing them

nodded silently

The nanny praised as she ruffled their hair lovingly, making them both flinch

walked out of the door and locked it behind her with

went to the driveway and started

fading noise of the car driving further away, he dropped his spoon on the table and rushed to the

picked it up and dialed the number of the service woman...His father gave it to him in case of emergency

was paid enough to

refrained from calling her even though the nanny

no idea if the nanny had truly left or faked

perfect time since he had shown

Ring Ring...Cluck!