"Get up!" i felt hands grab me, roughly shaking me, with a shreik i awoke; the hands extracting me from a nightmare. Sitting up straight i instantly leaned to the side, pressing my hot head on the wall. "Come on, you're just gonna have to push through it" i felt my being picked up, leaning my sweaty head on zenra i let out a strained groan. "Its just magic exhuastion, youll be fine" her voice hesitant at the end. Reaching up i grabbed her shoulders and slowly steadied myself, gaining a small amount of streagth that i'd have to stretch. "Good?" i looked up her tired eyes, how long does she hold up that barrier for? "Yeah, never better" i grinned as i turned around, wobbily walking out and lightly smashing into the door way.

"Have you seen 3 and 4" my face paled a little as i turned around, "no" i spoke with concern. "Oh… usually you're with them so i just figured…" 5 spoke softly a glint of knowing in one eye and rage in the other. "I wanna get started on my chores so i better go" i spoke curtly as i normally did to her. Oh god, she knows something wrong, my face went cold as fear pricked at my veins. I pushed past the nauseousness that fizzed in my stomach, opening the red house door thats only to be used by us, i walked in the house. The normal sense of dread there, as usual. I walked over to the chart to see who got what, im in the dining room, with all the breakable things. Great. I ran a heart heavy hand down my face as i walked over to the closet, opening the closet door i grabbed the bucket of cleaning of supplies and box of polishing rags. Making my way to the dining i heaved out a sigh in fatigue, i can do this, my eyes determined as i walked into the dining room. Setting the stuff down i grabbed a rag, " might as well get the easy stuff done" i mumbled as i looked at the cherry wood china cabinet. So i started my day, polishing china and silverware till my own refelction glowered back at me. Setting down the last butter knife, i listened as little feet patted my way.

"Rhemmy!" i felt the girl run into me, only about a head shorter than me. "Hey suki, was up?" i questioned giddly as i turned around, pinching her thin cheeks. "Hey dont do that…" she swatted at my hands as i let out a loud laugh. "I wanted to see what you's doin'" she smiled timidly as she looked around. "Well same thing as normal" i sighed as i walked out the archway, grabing the white bucket with a old yellow sponge in it. Walking to the well i noticed 5, her gaze confused as she looked around, i avoided eye contact with every step i took to the well. Filling the bucket up, i walked back, struggling to carry the heavy bucket and to avoid her harsh glare and curious gazes. She must be wondering where they are. Setting the bucket down in the dining room i let an exasburated breath, panting as i leaned onto the table. "Ooo you must getting fat rhemmy!" the girl next me squeeled as she peered around my shoulder, her fluffly, dark teal hair ruffling against my shoulder. Turning her head she looked straight, i followed her gaze. A weird looking tea cup sits in the middle of the table. It looks like it was made by a small child, i stared at it while suki sneakily climbed up and grabbed. Bringing back i studdied its wobbled sides. "Maybe she wants it in the cabinet, hold the cup, im gonna get another rag." i stated as i did so. I slowly walked back in, "throw it over" i lapped my hands over the air as she tossed it, but at the worst moment possible i yawned. Instantly bringing my hands up to cover my mouth instead of catching the ugly red teacup. Shit. quickly i scrambled to catch it, but that only resulted in me falling.

A loud *crunch and crack* erupting throughout the silent house. I stared at suki, her face whiter than a ghosts. "Run…" i whispered as her lip trembled, "now" i grabbed her roughly and pushed her out as loud footsteps rumbled above us like thunder. Taking the memo silently she ran, tears pooling in her eyes. I let out a shaky breath as the footsteps trouded down the stairs. Picking up the red pottery that had splattered beneath me i held it, not really quite sure what to even do with it. With my head down i listened as her feet stopped at the door. The house taking on a foreboding stance. "To the pole" her voice low and gritty, "now". Gently placing the red clay cup on the ground i stood up and walked passed her, shaking as i did. I looked down at the knees of my dress, a deep red stain was crushed into it. Something tells me i wont just be the dress thats going to be that shade. I listened as a voice bloomed from nowhere "everyone at the pole now!" her voiced screamed throughout the land. I listened as the sound of feet made their way over. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7… the crews all here. "Wheres 3 and 4?" her voice growled in a shreik. "Im sorry master i coudn-" a loud smack rang throughout the area "i dont have time for your insesent bullshit 5! You" she seethed at me, "strip. 5 tie her up" she spoke and i did as commanded. Taking the vest off, i fiddled with the buttons, then i pulled the heavy dress off. I turned and looked at her only wearing socks and shoes. "Everything off" i took the shoes and socks off, if my body shook any harder i would pass out.

Feeling rope go around my wrists, i stared 5 in the eyes, she only sent hatred my way. I was alone, and that thought alone caused tears to roll down my eyes. I felt her tug at the rope, then i felt myself being lifted by the arms. This already hurts. Letting my feet dangle i pressed myself into the pole, as if it could give me comfort. "Mommy" i whispered so quitely i dont even think i could here it myself. "So. youve decided you like to break things that dont belong to you huh? Well, i know whats its like to raise a child. So by the good parenting invested in myself i shall punish you. 10 licks" she spoke. I dont wanna be here anymore. *crack*

some things are concieveable to the mind, while sometimes they arent. This is one of those times. A screamed bubbled in my throat as i felt the leather streak down my back. The flesh instantly opening, blood trailing hot and cold down my back. "Say aye!" her breath fanned my air, i only shook my head. *crack* "say aye!" she screamed this time, but all i could focus on was the midday sky ahead of me. *crack* "SAY IT!" this time she brought the whip down hard, a low screech tearing my thorat in two. "Aye! Aye master!" i kept repeating myself, my lips numb. "And while we're at it… 8 stand-" "she has nothing to do with! It was my fault i let them escape! And you know what-" she simply started to crack the whip furioursly, going far over 10. "You did what! Those were my best ones and-and you let them free!?" her voice shrill, i cant feel my back anymore. I stared off at the sky, a wind softly rustling the lush green trees that hide us from the world. Since i cant fear what i cant feel, i twisted my head and looked at her.

"Yeah you dumb bitch, and if youre just going to kill me, just fucking do it" i remember how often mom used to swear, while she looked like a lady she spoke with the voice of a sailor. Letting the image drifted, i smiled at her, my eyes closing as i did. I listened as she let out a low growl that barely sounded humane, cracking the whip again. I felt as it wrapped around my neck, nicking my lip causing blood to drip from my mouth and down my bloody neck. The blurriness that had long taken me over seemed to finally do its trick, lulling me to something… sleep… mom… happiness?

My head dropped, the whip finally losing its place on my neck, the fire that burns my back dragging me to warm sleep. One where demons did not roam, only the ones of things i yearned for the most.