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.

the second floor, his heart fell to

promised...She won't do it, she can't do it.' Noah kept trying to convince himself that the nanny wasn't going after his

that he was in

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

he heard his little sister's high-pitched terrified

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

he felt, Grace's panicky voice kept penetrating his eardrums akin to sharp swords piercing his

stop, god, please stop

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

soul, seeming like his mind had turned off

done...Noah could ignore and tolerate everything

he just couldn't close an eye to the sound of his sister crying

silent as the night, Noah stood up on his feet. His eyes were wide open but at the same time, there was nothing in them...Not a

inside his pocket and held the

even though his legs

reached the second floor, he continued his walk

door was open and Grace's yells

nanny's raging voice resounded

nothing but beeping

out of there, you

stood before his bedroom's door, the first thing he saw was the nanny lying on her

had her arms stretched under the bed while peeking with her

was picked from

Noah was still in his full mental capacity, he would have sighed in relief by the

he was already

the nanny from the back as silent as cat and tightened his

neck akin to a vulture and hurled himself without a single thought coursing

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

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