❀ The Gifted Ones. 8 amazing and most skilled
❀ skateboarders around the world. One of
❀ which being Y/N L/N, or also known as Neko.
❀ She's the youngest and one of the most
❀ talented of the 8 gifted ones. Despite already
❀ being talented, a tru...
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~Third Person POV~ (T.W. Attempt rape)
The young girl walked around for a minute or two before going up to a servant and asking them for their father's location."Oh hello m'lady. Your father is in his studies. Now I must get going" the servant bowed and walked off to finish their chores for the day.
The H/C haired girl walked to their fathers studies and lightly knock on the door. "Father? I'm here. May I come in?"
Shuffling could be heard in the room. On the other side of the door, the father stood, having an evil and sick grin on his face.
He opened the door and harshly grabbed the young girl by the wrist. "F-father" he slams the girl's back onto his table. The girl lets out a groan from the impact and the pain.
"Your mother no longer pleases me.... so you'll have to do the trick" the girl goes to cry out but the father uses one hand to hold the girl's hands above her head and his other hand to cover her mouth. "I suggest you shut up if you want me to go easy"
The girl's eyes widened in shock. Letting out muffled whimpers. While this goes on, a women with long H/C hair and a long red dress, walks into the mansion.
She lets out a sigh. "Days have gotten busier and busier. I gotta give this to F/N" She elegantly walks towards F/N's studies, the stack of paper in hand.
She hears muffled whimpers from his studies. Walking a tad faster, she quietly opens the door without knocking. Only to see a sight that horrified her.
Her husband, trying to take her daughter's shirt off as she whimpers and try's to kick him off. As her mother senses comes in, she throws the old man off the poor girl, making him hit a bookshelf, the books falling on him.
The mother gently grabs the girls hand and pulls her to the master bedroom. The girl was too traumatized to speak, tears brimming her eyes.
Once they reached the room, the mother sits the girl down on the side of the bed. Kneeling down to the girls face, she cups them, putting her forehead on the girl's.
"Are you alright?" The poor girl did nothing but stay silent, her gaze to the floor. The mother takes off her jacket and puts it around the girl's shoulders.
As she did so, her hand slightly grazed against the girl's skin, which seemed to trigger some emotions. The girl snaps back to reality, the tears she had tried so hard to hold in, all coming out.
The girl sobs, covering her face with her hands as her mother rubbed her back. "Shh...it's gonna be alright". The girl soon got tired and her mother laid her down on the big, cloud like bed.