Supremacy Games

"You are really asking for it, shitty brat!" Infuriated, the nanny snapped immediately after being called miserable and struck him with metal soup spoon right in the face!

Thud!!

Noah got thrown back to the kitchen counter from the force...Blood started to seep through his noose akin to a broken water tap.

The nanny's mind was already clouded with nothing but fury to think for a second that hitting Noah in the face was going to be much harder to cover.

She simply kept striking him over and over again, venting on all of her built-in frustration for the past weeks on him.

As for Noah? He covered his head and curled into a ball again, trying to defend his vitals.

The moment the beating started, he completely forgot the kitchen knife in his pocket or his plan to retaliate.

Pain and fear consumed his mind, making it impossible for him to go as far as stab the nanny.

Who could blame him? Even most adults wouldn't have the courage to retaliate against their abusers.

If it was that easy, cases of domestic abuse would lessen and be replaced with news of men or women getting killed by their spouses.

Terror was a powerful tool that was hard to overcome for anyone.

After a couple of minutes, the nanny finally exited her frenzied blackout and started huffing in exhaustion.

The first thing she did was check on Noah...When she saw that the only obvious wound was his bloody nose, she relaxed her shoulders.

"Not opening your big mouth now, huh?" The nanny turned him around with her foot, making Noah's expression get twisted in pain.

All of his injuries were bruises that get easily aggravated by a mere breeze.

"You're lucky I don't have my belt on me." The nanny gave him one last cold stare before walking away.

Hearing her retreating footsteps, Noah was forced to fight through the pain and lift his head slightly.

he saw her climbing the stairs to the second floor, his heart fell to the bottom of

Noah kept trying to convince himself that

to believe it, knowing that he was in no form or shape

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

little sister's high-pitched

"Brother!!! Brother!! Stay away!!!"

Grace's panicky voice kept penetrating his eardrums akin

stop, god, please

duller and duller like his soul was being

away with his soul, seeming like his mind had turned off his pain sensors just to handle the other

was nothing much to be done...Noah could ignore

eye to the sound of his sister

wide open

pocket and held the kitchen knife

even though his legs and thighs were packed

moment he reached the second floor, he continued his walk

door was open and Grace's yells

time, even the nanny's raging

Noah heard nothing but beeping noise, canceling

out of there, you little

the first thing he saw was

under the bed while

was picked from

would have sighed in relief by the sight, knowing that the nanny hadn't harmed

was already far

approached the nanny from the back as silent as

he zoned in at the nanny's neck akin to a vulture and hurled himself without a single thought coursing on his

nanny's instincts kicked in, forcing

her unable to react in time even when her eyes

Psspspspspsp!!

of her neck until it was lodged entirely inside...Because the knife wasn't