Clouds 𝓸𝓯 Grey || #3 [working on editing]

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞.

009| SIMPLE GESTURES, SIMPLE SMILES~

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~K O M I S O L A~

I was running.

Running as fast as I could.

Tears spilled out of my eyes.

I felt dirty.

I felt like filth.

We lived in an estate now, there was more than enough free road to exercise.

But I wasn't really exercising.

I was running.

Trying my best to escape from reality while I kept crying.

I continued to scrub myself clean, harder and harder that my skin hurt.

I wanted to wash the memories away.

Everything.

All of them.

"Come on, Komi," my brother pulled me closer. "You can't lie to me. I know you really want this."

I shook my head immediately.

"No, you do." His voice became stern. My eyes flickered to the bag of weed on the table beside his bed. I looked away, feeling doomed once again.

"Mum and Dad aren't around. Which means, I have you all to myself." He unzipped my gown, exposing my bare chest. "Oh my..."

He reached for my bare chest, from the back. My eyes stung with hot tears that were threatening to spill out.

I couldn't escape.

He would slap me if I did.

He had done it several times.

Painful, deafening slaps.

I flinched as he cupped my breasts and inched closer. Too close to the extent that I could feel his bulge on my back.

The tears poured out.

"You're so endowed, Komi, seriously." He told me, whispered in my ears.

"You were so small back then, but now you've started growing." He continued. "Look at you. You're thirteen now. Puberty hit you good, didn't it?"

"You mustn't tell anyone. Not even Mum and Dad." He warned, his voice cold once again. "Not that they'll believe you-"

"-But you must never."

I tasted salty liquid on my tongue.

Alongside cold water.

I hugged myself and let the water run all over my body.

My body which I hated so much.

I hated my body.

So very much.

All because of my brother.

All because of him.

All because of Davies Matthias Adedire.

☔︎♪☔︎♪☔︎♪☔︎

Only the sounds of forks clattering and gulping of water could be heard.