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This fanfiction may contain trigger warnings and descriptive details to non-consensual sex. Please exit this page now if you are uncomfortable or may be triggered about such topic. You have been warned.
"I am not a liar!" Gordon bellowed as he accused Aaron of fabricating a false story to Robert.
Gordon rushed forward with rage and in denial as he wanted Aaron to retract his words to Robert. He was so obsessed with keeping the history buried and for himself to look like a perfect fatherly figure. As Gordon's approach was imminent, Aaron backed off in defence calmly with his pair of hands still in his pocket. Aaron could feel anger amplifying as if someone lit something in his body, the fury burst through the roof as he recalled how he was helplessly being abused by his own biological father. His breathing rate rapidly increased and it sounded much heavier with hatred manifesting it.
Just right before Aaron had a clash with his father, Gordon halted and rooted to the ground, his scheming eyes darting into Aaron's with great scrutiny and inspection. It was clear that the father and son could not have a brawl here without attracting a gigantic commotion.
Gordon's vicious and revolting voice whispered, "I won't mind doing it again if you spread it around. I'll make sure you will thoroughly regret your action for trying to ruin my life."
"Yes you muppet, I'll definitely skedaddle after announcing your indecent past. It'll be cool to see how your life works after that, yeah?" Aaron replied belligerently with a smugly snigger, conveying every ounce of hate he had in his heart into his voice.
Actions speak louder than words, hence Aaron was determined to reveal his abused past to the village even if he would be heavily despised and be disregarded. Luckily, he had a small apartment in France so if anything major surfaced, he would simply do a runner, for good. Finishing his sentence, Aaron attempted to thread out of the hall to execute his plan, but only to be stopped in his tracks when his father stepped into his path.
"Son, I am serious. Forget about it or you'll pay for it," the malevolent voice crossed, with the exact same words after he taken advantage of his poor child almost a decade back.
"Mate, sorry to burst your little bubble but what will the punishment be like? Getting despised? But still, it is nothing compared to what you have done to me, not even close, and it will never be." Aaron defended impulsively with extreme gestures and frowns, and it was clearly evident that Gordon was getting crazily pissed.
Gordon darted out his hand and landed it hard on the wall, showing his anger and also obstructing Aaron's path to the exit.
He completely overhauled his previous deceitful tone and tried to redeem himself, "But, I am your dad! Why would I do such a perverted and disgusting thing to my own son-"
"Don't ever call me that. You are long dead to me, and you will remain that way forever." Aaron asserted before making the leap of faith – to leave and tell everybody about his filthy and pathetic past.
Aaron fished out his hands and shoved Gordon's blocking arm away from the wall forcefully. At that split second, Gordon swiftly balled his right hand into a fist and swung it directly into Aaron's face, knocking Aaron slightly dizzy. Aaron could see the daylight stars and the rainbow spectrum of light from the window when he gained his footing, but Gordon was not finished.
Following the blow in the face, Gordon gave his son an uppercut mercilessly, jolting Aaron backwards, away from the exit. He got tripped by the leg of the sofa and Aaron stumbled onto the matted ground with a silent boom, still desperately scrambling himself backwards like a frightened prey, away from his hunting predator.
Gordon took a couple steps forward and claimed, "You see, son. I just tried to stop you, but you stubbornly refused. Now you shall pay for it."
Before he could process his daunting words, Gordon dashed forward and gave another acute blow into Aaron's stomach. The pain was excruciating as if he was being burnt by liquid fire. Aaron clutched his stomach painfully, writhing about on the ground as he tried to call out for help weakly, but nothing could come out of his mouth. Tears filled with intense pain rolled down his cheeks by the brutal torture.
Robert, rescue me. Please.
Gordon stepped closer to his terror-stricken son again and finished it all by kicking his son in the face with great force for the final time. Aaron saw the edges of his vision slowly diminishing and it was engulfing everything. He vaguely pictured Robert in his mind to calm himself down, but before he knew it, he had lost his consciousness as his mind wandered away from the harsh reality.
Writer's note:
Another new fan fiction that I wrote. It is from the third point of view this time so there will be lesser descriptive feelings and lesser, "I"s.
I absolutely do NOT support or tolerate any form of non-consensual sex (rape) so please do not think that I am writing this because I support it. I have not read any of this 'dark' fanfiction before so I thought it would be interesting to be the first.
Please leave a comment/feedback if you have anything to say! Drop me a kudo if you enjoyed the story. Bookmark it if you wish to be notified about the upcoming updates. This fanfiction won't be long, perhaps 3-4 chapters.
See you soon.