T.W: Child Abuse, Graphic Description of Torture, Blood, References to Self Harm.
"What are you going to do with that?" Remus asked in a small voice.
"Did I give you permission to speak!" Lyall questioned.
Remus shook his head.
"That's right, lie back werewolf." The older Lupin instructed the younger.
Remus lay back, praying it would be over soon. Lyall leaned over him, held the whisk to his stomach, and turned it on.
"I'm going to turn you into a nice little cake for our guests" Lyall laughed.
Remus wanted to scream. He wouldn't actually kill me, right? Remus questioned himself. He didn't know. Lyall slowly pushed the spinning whisk onto Remus' skin. The whisk tore at his skin, ripping it apart. Remus was screaming in pain.
"Shut up!' Lyall ordered.
Remus tried to stop crying out, but it was too much. Blood started to spill out of the tears on Remus' body. Remus was desperately trying to pass, but his father wouldn't let him.
"I want you to feel every bit of pain I'm going to give you" Lyall sneered.
Lyall pushed the whisk further into his child's stomach, sending blood flying around the room. It splattered the floors and pictures on the walls. Remus was now an almost lifeless body on the floor. Remus tried to pull away, knowing it was in vain. Lyall had reached Remus' organs and was shredding them apart. Remus was in excruciating pain, hoping with all his heart that he would die.
"Remus!" a voice called out.
"Remus!" He heard it again.
"REMUS!"
Remus jerked awake at the sudden shake of his body. Remus looked down at his stomach, his hands flying to where he thought his organs would be missing. He was relieved to find that his stomach was exactly how it was when he went to bed. Remus jumped up on his bed and turned to see who had woken him up.
"James!" Remus exclaimed. "Why did you wake me?"
"You're going to be late for breakfast"
"Oh… ok. Thanks, but I think I'll skip breakfast."
"But you skipped dinner" James argued.
"Yeah… I'm just not hungry" Remus waved it off.
Remus stood up and walked to the bathroom, tugging at his sleeves lightly. Sirius watched Remus walk into the bathroom. He noticed how Remus looked scared and that he seemed to be trying to calm himself down.
Remus looked at himself in the mirror, his glamour charms were thinning. He didn't take his glamour charms off while he slept in case someone woke him up. He took off the charms. Without the charms, you could see his ribs and all the bruises and cuts on his face. Some things the charms couldn't conceal, like the scars on his arm from cuts that were too deep. Remus sighed and took out his wand.
He recast the charms and pulled his sweater over his head. His sweater was yellow and knitted by his grandma before she died. His grandma knitted all his sweaters. She was the only one who still liked him even after he came out. She died the day after he told his family, and his parents hated Remus even more because of it. They blamed her death on him saying she had died because he was 'an abomination'.
Remus swiped at the tears threatening to run down his face. He covered up the scars on his arms with his sleeves and walked out of the bathroom after getting dressed for school. Sirius was just leaving when he saw Remus step out of the bathroom, looking slightly different than he did before. He no longer had bags under his eyes, his face had more colour and the tear tracks on his face were gone. Remus stopped abruptly as he noticed Sirius staring. He draped his arms across his stomach and tried to make himself appear as small as possible as he approached Sirius.
A/N
Hey guys, sorry for not posting for a while, I've updated a couple of chapters. I have decided to write this story in 3rd person from now on. A few days ago it was my birthday so I haven't had time to write much but I do have a couple of chapters almost ready to post lol. Haha thanks for reading and reviewing it really means a lot to me.
