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

kept trying to convince himself that the nanny wasn't going after his little

didn't dare to believe it, knowing that he was

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

the instant he heard his little sister's high-pitched terrified scream,

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

felt, Grace's panicky voice kept penetrating his

god, please stop her,

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

pain from his bruises were fading away with his soul, seeming like his mind had turned off his pain sensors just

much to be done...Noah could ignore and tolerate

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

wide open but at the same time, there was

inside his pocket and

the staircase and climbed it even though his legs and

the second floor,

was open and Grace's yells were

nanny's raging voice resounded

heard nothing but beeping noise, canceling

there, you

before his bedroom's door, the first thing he saw was the nanny

her arms stretched under the bed while peeking with her head

voice was picked from underneath

he would have sighed in relief

he was already far

approached the nanny from the back as silent as cat and tightened his grasp on the

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

nanny's instincts kicked in, forcing her

was a mere nanny in her forties, making her unable to react in time even

Psspspspspsp!!

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