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.

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

do it.' Noah kept trying to convince himself that the nanny wasn't going after his

believe it, knowing that he was in

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

sister's high-pitched

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

of what he felt, Grace's panicky voice kept penetrating his eardrums akin to sharp

stop, stop, god, please stop

each scream he heard, Noah's eyes get duller and duller like his soul was being ruptured apart and pulled forcefully

his bruises were fading away with his soul, seeming like his mind had turned off

be done...Noah could ignore and tolerate everything that happen to

just couldn't close an eye to the sound of

His eyes were wide open but at the same time, there was nothing in them...Not a

and held

staircase and climbed it even though his legs and

he reached the second floor, he

Grace's yells were still resounding

nanny's

nothing but beeping noise, canceling

out of there,

moment Noah stood before his bedroom's door, the first thing he saw was the

bed while peeking with her head almost touching the

voice was picked from underneath

would have sighed in

was already

as silent as cat and tightened his

neck akin to a vulture

The nanny's instincts kicked in, forcing her to turn around

a mere nanny in her forties, making her unable to react in time even when her eyes spotted the incoming

Psspspspspsp!!

split second, the knife pierced the side of her neck until it was lodged entirely inside...Because the knife wasn't removed, blood didn't gush