HAUNTED.

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Chapter -: 6 **~~** "Come with me, I promise you're going to like it." DJ who was known as Bu at the time since he had no given name and Bu being the first word he spoke as a baby the sister's decided to call him that from then on. He followed the woman as she led him down the hall and into the private lodge made for the sisters alone. Won't he be in great trouble if he were to be found wandering about in this area? He could remember the warnings passed to them never to step over to the sisters' lodging area. But, sister Monica was leading him there and she assured him he wouldn't be in any trouble. The hall was silent and it wasn't surprising since all the sisters were either in the meeting hall at this time teaching the children or in the church singing hymns. "Come on, get in here." Sister Monica beckoned him over and DJ realized they had stopped walking and he was standing in front of an opened door. "Quickly, before someone sees you." She sounded irritated and DJ hurried in, shutting the door behind him but he remained standing at the door with his back pressed tightly against it. He was afraid. His heart pounding rapidly in his chest. Why did she bring me here? What does she want with me? Was I in any trouble? So many questions fought within him and he didn't even realize when the sister got naked and was now spread out on the bed. "Bu...," She called seductively. The boy looked up in time to see his first-ever naked woman. He averted his eyes immediately and turned towards the door, terrified of what he's just seen. "Don't be like that... now come over here, boy!" She demanded but he wouldn't move, wouldn't even look back at her. This was wrong. So very wrong. Why was she doing this to him? "Bu!" She yelled this time and he jumped at the anger in her usually calm voice. "Look at me!" She ordered more sternly this time and the trembling boy slowly turned but his eyes remained fixed on the wooden floor and he admired the colors. "Eyes up here." He felt her finger under his chin, lifting his face so he was looking at her. He kept his eyes on her nose and tried to keep them there. He didn't want to look past her nose because he didn't want to see anywhere else. She however didn't let that happen as she soon began to unbutton his shirt. The boy jumped away from her touch and fought her hands off of him but she kept swatting his little hands off angrily. "P-Please s-stop." He begged helplessly, tears already streaming down his face. "Stop?" She asked, voice a bit disappointed. "You don't like my hands on you?" She sounded hurt and DJ chanced a glance. "Yes... No!" He didn't know which to answer. "Mmm...," She moaned softly and reached down his pants, forcibly grabbing onto his shaft she laughed softly. "Your mouth says one thing but your body says another." She laughed again. "You are such a naughty boy, aren't you?" She asked, voice taking a rougher edge to them. "Please... l-let me go." Whatever she was offering, he wasn't ready for it. "Well, you know I can't do that." She told him and the boy cried harder when she began to drag him towards the bed. She pushed him down on it and the boy yelped when she yanked his pants and boxers off and threw them across the room. "Now, now, that's better." She giggled excitedly while the boy cried harder. "Oh, quit whining, it's not cute when you do that." She shoved her breasts into his face and the boy turned his head the other way. "Suck on them, boy!" She ordered but he would do no such thing. "If you don't do as I say, I will have you reported and sent away, you wouldn't be adopted and you will have to spend the rest of your life wandering from one care to the other," she brushed her thumb over his cheeks, wiping tears away from his face. "Remember Nick?" She eyed him evilly but a smile curved her lips when she saw he knew who she was talking about. Nick was a boy in the House about the same age as him but he was kicked out and disgraced saying he attempted to r**e a sister. "Ah, yes, you're catching on, little fox." She aligned her breasts perfectly on his lips then went on to speak. "You saw what happened to him." She whispered and fear gripped the boy. "He didn't attempt to r**e me but he disobeyed orders and he got severely punished for it." She used her hands to push hair away from his face. "Now, if you don't do as I say, you will become Nick number two in a few minutes." The boy whimpered and took a hard n****e into his mouth. She moaned softly, "That's a good boy." She laughed, her laughter rang through his head and he shut his eyes tight while tears rolled down his face still. **~~** "DJ?" The annoying voice came from a distance but the boy was far too gone to realize he was been woken from that horrible nightmare. "DJ!" He jolted awake, bolted out of his chair, and tripped face down to the ground when he saw how close Miss Kilborne leaned into him and how her breasts were right before his face, her dress revealing and leaving little to the imagination. "What is wrong with you?" She asked, concerned for the boy who spaced out staring at her for far too long. "Nothing!" He rushed out and turned to look around the class. The others were still there and already packing up their stuff to leave. "You were whimpering just now." The teacher looked at him and reached to grab his hand but he withdrew from her touch even before her hands reached his. She was taken aback by his action, "Do you have a problem at home?" His voice came off too loud when he replied, "No!" He grabbed his bag and ran towards the tray for his phone. He needed to get the hell out of there before he went crazy. "Weirdo." Tony spat and shoved him into the wall as he walked past him. The others snickering as they all left one at a time. DJ felt like crawling into the ground and crying himself to sleep. Normally, he would only have these nightmares when he's alone and sleeping in his room not when he's with people not to mention at school! This was the wrong place for something like this to happen and he wondered what may have triggered those memories. Memories he has tried to bury and forget but they never left. They haunt him day by day and he was getting tired of having to deal with them. It's been four years and yet they still haunt him. Why won't that sister leave him alone? Why wouldn't they all just leave him the f**k alone? That was the first time she did that to him. She used him. They all did. It was horrible. He felt dirty, filthy, repulsive. He needed to get out of there, find a bathroom and scrub the dirt away. As he tried to escape, the teacher grabbed his wrist and turned him around so he was facing her. "Let me go!" He didn't intend to yell but he couldn't have controlled his emotions at the moment even if he tried, they were all over the place. The teacher who seemed taken aback by the yell quickly dropped his hand and the boy bolted for the door. She watched in pity as he helplessly fought to open the door. His hands were shaky and unstable as he couldn't seem to grab the handle and twist. She thought of approaching him to help but she decided against it instead she stood back and watched. "Stupid door!" He kicked at it in frustration then he kicked at it again and again. "Enough!" She yelled when she couldn't handle the noise anymore. She walked toward the door and the boy ran to the other side as if she carried with her a killer disease. She simply just shook her head, grabbed the handle, and unlocked the door then stepped aside and watched as he scampered away frightened. Miss Kilborne walked back to her desk and sat down, brows furrowed as her lips twisted into a sick smile. The boy was clearly broken and just the perfect victim to offer one of her many remedies of healings. She tried to do the same for Moose but the boy wouldn't listen. Maybe DJ would. **~~**
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