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Squish...
ā¤ļø Chapter: Squish...
ā¤ļø Words: 1.223
ā¤ļø Warnings: Abusive relationship, toxic relationships, fight, cursing, mention of sex, murder, stab, blood, death
ā¤ļø A/N: (1) Good morning Good afternoon Good night! How are you? Well, I don't know if anyone missed it, but I want to apologize for not posting last week š¬, but it was for a noble reason (it was final exam week, and Tuesday was the last day I had to study, for economics - which I don't even need to say that I suck), but that's ok, it worked and I passed the subject Yay š„³
(2) I know it's pretty obvious that all chapters in the story are heavily themed, but I think this one in particular is the worst. So if you go through some kind of situation like this, and you don't feel comfortable, don't read (the chapters are independent), and please ask for help from those who can help! And if you don't feel comfortable in general, don't read.
I could never complain about my husband, Wilbur. When we first met, he made fireworks explode inside of me, and a flower garden sprouted in my heart. He was simply the most polite, respectful and loving man I have ever seen.
Wilbur Akello courted me for months, met my family, introduced me to love and its most beautiful face... and then, its most hideous face.
Squish...
The first time he felt jealous, I was talking to a coworker, and I laughed at one of his jokes. Apparently for Wilbur, I was offering myself to him, and that was unacceptable. Then he hit me. (Later that night, Wilbur cried sorry, hugged me and apologized, and I forgave him, after all, he was jealous, because he cares about our relationship, he cared about me, and that was all I needed) .
The second time was when he swore I winked at our new neighbor when in fact I tried to blink a speck out of my eye. And then he made dinner with an apology, and I forgave him.
In the first month, I lost the count of how many apology gifts and dinners I received (in fact, I stopped counting by the twenty-fifth). I started spending more on makeup and wearing clothes that somehow covered more skin. But nobody seemed to notice, thankfully.
Squish...
For two weeks, everything was so good, I thought he was cheating on me, and I went to surprise him at work. That day, we ended up having lunch together in his living room, under closed blinds and windows open for sunlight, on a nice mock picnic. And after that he ate me at his desk like I was his favorite dessert.
I really thought that everything was finally fine. It felt like we'd gone back to the beginning of our relationship, where it was the two of us in an eternal love ecstasy.
So the day after my surprise, I decided that Wilbur deserved a special dinner. So I went to the market, bought everything I needed, and timed the exact time for the milkman to arrive so I could add the fresh milk to the recipe.
I put the chicken in the oven and was chopping up the vegetables when Wilbur arrived. He was smiling, his face lighting up like the sun, extremely handsome.
"Good night my love" at his greeting, he leans against the doorframe, looking away from the knife quickly, so I didn't see his different look in my direction.
"Are you talking to me?" His voice seemed calm, so I just laughed weakly at what I believed to be a joke, and I replied: "yes, my love. Who else could it be?"
This time I stop what I'm doing so I can see his figure positioning himself in front of me on the counter. But I instantly regretted it when I did it.
Squish...
Wilbur was looking at me with those eyes I haven't seen in a while, with the look that makes me fear for every second of my life. A look that assures me I could die at any moment.
The shiver that crept up my spine is already too intimate, and I was foolish to believe I would never feel it again.
"I don't know, you're supposed to tell me, bitch" Wilbur practically spits the words into the vegetables I was chopping. He was starting to get worked up, and if I didn't do something to at least slow that down, I don't know what would happen.
"Wilbur, please, you know you're the only man I love!" I smile to convey the idea of āāan intensely passionate wife, not an intensely dreadful wife. Did not work.
Squish...
Keeping me quiet doesn't seem to have made him feel any better, so he finally comes at me, like he has the last few times.
I close my eyes and hear a huff of air out of his mouth, and when I look up at him, his eyes are wide, and his brows are drawn together in confusion.
We look to where our bodies connect, and see my veggie knife stuck in her abdomen and blood starting to drip onto the floor.
Squish...
Suddenly the relief of not dying, and the adrenaline gave me deadly confidence.
"I didn't cheat on you" I said smiling as I twist the knife into her internal organs "and I never did".
I pull the knife out and stick it back in her belly "I didn't sleep with the milkman" I pull it out and stick it in again "I didn't sleep with my roommate" I pull it out and stick it again somewhere else "I never even looked at our neighbor" the skewer more once, "the postman? No", I smile and change the direction of the knife before inserting it into his chest "your best friend? His wife gave me more horny than him", I smile seeing the shock fill his already pale face, but I didn't care and continued with the list, always changing the place of the stab wounds, on his body on the floor, wetting not only the floor but also me and my clothes with his filthy blood. "The shoe salesman? The cafeteria attendant? Really?!"
I cup Wilbur's face in my empty hand, bloodying his face with his own blood, and getting some color in it once more. I smile and make a point of speaking in his ear, so that this is the last thing he hears before he dies:
"But I regret not fucking your brother in our bed when he proposed, but don't worry, I know he'll take care of what you never got!"
And with a final blow, I thrust the knife into his chest, ending everything at once.
Squish...
[Transcript of Defendant's Apprehension]
We're about to start...
Was my food good?!
I don't think that's the point now, miss.
Really?! Because I think I have all the time in the world, and I worked really hard for that dinner... so...
We didn't ate your food, but as you can imagine, his chicken was pasty.
[The defendant rolls her eyes]
Miss, your name, please.
Song Yuqi.
How old?
22.
Why were you arrested?
It was either him or me. I had to make a choice.
Miss Song, this is not the correct answer. You must tell us why you are being arrested.
Because you would never help me, after all these years I needed i. When he beat me up for nothing, and then he falls under the knife, and I'm arrested?!
Are you saying he fell on your knife?
Yes, 10 times. he was kinda dumb
What's your motivation?
He beat me up for years on end, and if I didn't end it now, I would be dead!
Okay, let's get this over with, as you say?
Abused. Offended. Assaulted. Innocently guilty.
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Squish...
ā¤ļø CapĆtulo: Squish...
ā¤ļø YuqixMaleReader
ā¤ļø Palavras: 1.223
ā¤ļø Avisos: Relacionamento abusivo, marido tĆ³xico, briga, Xingamentos, menĆ§Ć£o de sexo, assassinato, facada sangue, morte.
ā¤ļøN/A: (1) Bom dia, boa tarde, boa noite! Como vĆ£o? Bom, eu nĆ£o sei se alguĆ©m sentiu falta, mas quero me desculpar por nĆ£o ter postado semana passada š¬, mas foi por um motivo nobre (era semana de prova final, e terƧa era o Ćŗltimo dia que tinha pra estudar, para economia - que eu nem preciso dizer que sou pĆ©ssima), mas tudo bem, deu certo e passei na matĆ©ria š„³.
(2) Eu sei que Ć© bem Ć³bvio que todos os capĆtulos da histĆ³ria sĆ£o de temas pesados, mas acredito que esse aqui em especĆfico Ć© o pior. EntĆ£o se vocĆŖ passa por algum tipo de situaĆ§Ć£o assim, e nĆ£o se sente confortĆ”vel, nĆ£o leia (os capĆtulos sĆ£o independentes), e por favor, peƧa ajuda a quem pode ajudar! E se nĆ£o se sente confortĆ”vel em uma maneira geral, nĆ£o leia.
ā¤ļø Boa leitura!
Nunca pude reclamar do meu marido, Wilbur. Quando nos conhecemos ele fez fogos de artifĆcio se explodirem dentro de mim, e um jardim de flores brotar no meu coraĆ§Ć£o. Ele era simplesmente o homem mais bem educado, respeitoso e amoroso que jĆ” vi.
Wilbur Akello me cortejou por meses, conheceu minha famĆlia, me fez conhecer o amor e sua face mais bonita... e entĆ£o, sua face mais horrorosa.
Squish...
A primeira vez em que sentiu ciĆŗmes, eu estava conversando com um colega de trabalho, e ri de uma de suas piadas. Aparentemente para Wilbur, eu estava me oferecendo para ele, e aquilo era inaceitĆ”vel. EntĆ£o ele me bateu. (Mais tarde naquela noite, Wilbur chorou arrependido, me abraƧou e pediu mil desculpas, e eu, o perdoei, afinal, ele estava com ciĆŗmes, pois se importa com nossa relaĆ§Ć£o, se importava comigo, e isso era tudo o que eu precisava).
A segunda vez, foi quando ele jurou que pisquei para nosso novo vizinho, quando na verdade, tentei piscar um cisco pra fora do meu olho. E entĆ£o ele fez um jantar com um pedido de desculpas, e eu, o perdoei.
No primeiro mĆŖs, perdi a conta de quantos presentes e jantares de desculpa recebi (na verdade, parei de contar no vigĆ©simo quinto). Passei a gastar mais com maquiagem e a usar roupas que de alguma forma cobrissem mais pele. Mas ninguĆ©m pareceu notar, felizmente.
Squish...
Por duas semanas, estava tudo tĆ£o bom, que pensei que ele estivesse me traindo, e fui fazer uma surpresa em seu trabalho. Nesse dia, acabamos almoƧando juntos em sua sala, sob persianas fechadas e janelas abertas para a luz solar, em um belo piquenique falso. E depois disso ele me comeu na sua mesa de trabalho, como se eu fosse sua sobremesa favorita.
Eu pensei mesmo que estava finalmente tudo muito bem. Parecia que tĆnhamos voltado ao inĆcio do nosso relacionamento, onde Ć©ramos nĆ³s dois em um eterno ĆŖxtase amoroso.
EntĆ£o, um dia apĆ³s minha surpresa, decidi que Wilbur merecia um jantar especial. EntĆ£o fui ao mercado, comprei tudo o que era preciso e cronometrei o tempo exato do leiteiro chegar, para poder adicionar o leite fresco Ć receita.
Coloquei o frango no forno, e estava cortando os legumes quando Wilbur chegou. Ele estava sorrindo, com o rosto iluminando como o sol, extremamente lindo.
"Boa noite meu amor" no comprimento quando ele se escora no batente da porta, desviando o olhar da faca rapidamente, por isso nĆ£o vi seu olhar diferente em minha direĆ§Ć£o.
"EstĆ” falando comigo?" Sua voz parecia calma, entĆ£o apenas ri fraco do que acreditei ser brincadeira, e respondi: "sim, meu amor. Quem mais poderia ser?"
Dessa vez paro o que estou fazendo para poder ver sua figura se posicionando a minha frente no balcĆ£o. Quando o fiz, me arrependi instantaneamente.
Squish...
Wilbur me encarava com aqueles olhos que a tempos nĆ£o via, com o olhar que me faz temer por cada segundo da minha vida. Um olhar que me garante que posso morrer a qualquer momento.
O arrepio que subiu por minha espinha jĆ” Ć© muito Ćntimo, e eu fui tola por acreditar que nunca mais o sentiria.
"NĆ£o sei, vocĆŖ quem deve me dizer, vadia" Wilbur praticamente cospe as palavras nos vegetais que cortava. Ele estava comeƧando a se exaltar, e se eu nĆ£o fizesse algo para no mĆnimo desacelerar isso, nĆ£o sei o que pode acontecer.
"Wilbur, por favor, vocĆŖ sabe que Ć© o Ćŗnico homem que eu amo!" Sorrio pra passar a ideia de esposa intensamente apaixonada, e nĆ£o a de esposa intensamente pavorosa. NĆ£o funcionou.
Squish...
"Sei? Acha que nĆ£o sei o que estou fazendo?" Os primeiros botƵes de sua camisa se foram, e sua voz estava ficando ainda mais baixa, para os vizinhos nĆ£o ouvirem. "EstĆ” mais carinhosa, fazendo visitas surpresas no trabalho, cozinhando meu prato favorito..."
Olho para ele tentando pensar rĆ”pido, tentando nĆ£o morrer hoje. EntĆ£o o deixo bravejar o quanto ser uma boa esposa, Ć© na verdade ser uma esposa adĆŗltera.
"Eu te vi com o leiteiro hoje. Acha que eu sou cego? Acha que pode foder com o leiteiro bem de baixo do meu nariz que nĆ£o vou ver?!" Seu tom de voz aumentou, e pela primeira vez ele estava gritando.
Squish...
Me manter calada parece nĆ£o ter o deixado mais tranquilo, entĆ£o ele finalmente vem pra cima de mim, como nas Ćŗltimas vezes.
Fecho meus olhos e escuto uma ligada de ar sair por sua boca, e quando o olho, seus olhos estĆ£o esbugalhados, e suas sobrancelhas juntas em confusĆ£o.
Olhamos pra onde nossos corpos se conectam, e vemos minha faca de legumes enfiada em seu abdĆ“men e o sangue comeƧando a pingar no chĆ£o.
Squish...
De repente o alĆvio de nĆ£o morrer, e a adrenalina me deram uma confianƧa mortal.
"Eu nĆ£o te traĆ..." digo sorrindo ao torcer a faca em seus Ć³rgĆ£os internos "...e nunca traĆ".
Retiro a arma e a enfio novamente em sua barriga "nĆ£o dormi com o leiteiro" retiro e enfio mais uma vez "nĆ£o dormi com meu colega" retiro e a enfio de novo em outro lugar "nunca nem olhei pro nosso vizinho" o espeto mais uma vez, "o carteiro? NĆ£o", sorrio e mudo a direĆ§Ć£o da faca antes de a inserir em seu tĆ³rax "seu melhor amigo? A mulher dele me dava mais tesĆ£o que ele", sorri vendo o choque preencher sua cara jĆ” pĆ”lida, mas pouco me importei e continuei com a lista, sempre trocando as facadas de lugar, em seu corpo no chĆ£o, molhando nĆ£o sĆ³ o piso mas tambĆ©m a mim e minhas roupas com seu sangue imundo. "O vendedor de sapatos? o atendente de lanchonete? Jura?!"
Seguro o rosto de Wilbur com minha mĆ£o vazia, ensanguentado seu rosto com seu prĆ³prio sangue, e fazendo com que tenha alguma cor nele mais uma vez. Sorrio e faƧo questĆ£o de falar em seu ouvido, para que essa seja a Ćŗltima coisa que ele escute antes de morrer:
"Mas me arrependo de nĆ£o ter fodido seu irmĆ£o na nossa cama quando ele propĆ“s, mas nĆ£o se preocupe, sei que ele vai dar conta do que vocĆŖ nunca conseguiu!"
E com um golpe final enfio a faca em seu peito acabando com tudo de uma vez.
Squish...
[TranscriĆ§Ć£o da ApreensĆ£o da RĆ©]
NĆ³s jĆ” vamos comeƧar...
Minha comida tava boa?!
Acho que isso nĆ£o vem ao caso agora, senhorita.
Jura?! Por que eu acho que tenho todo o tempo do mundo, e me dediquei a aquele jantar... entĆ£o....
NĆ³s nĆ£o comemos sua comida, mas como pode imaginar, seu frango parecia passado.
[A rƩ revira os olhos]
Senhorita, seu nome, por favor.
Song Yuqi.
Quantos anos?
22.
Por que a senhora foi presa?
Ou era ele, ou eu. Tive que fazer uma escolha.
Senhorita Song, essa nĆ£o Ć© a resposta correta. Deve nos contar por que estĆ” sendo presa.
Por que vocĆŖs jamais me ajudaram todos esses anos que precisei, quando ele me batia por nada, e aĆ ele cai na faca, e sou presa?!
A senhorita estĆ” dizendo que ele caiu na sua faca?
Sim, 10 vezes. Ele era meio burro
Qual a motivaĆ§Ć£o da senhora?
Ele me espancou por anos a fio, e se eu nĆ£o desse um fim agora, eu estaria morta!
TĆ”, vamos acabar logo com isso, como a senhora de declara?
Abusada. Ofendida. Agredida. Culpada inocentemente.
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Uh uh...
ā¤ļø Chapter: Uh uh
ā¤ļø Words: 1.417
ā¤ļø Warnings: deadly fall, death, injustice, profanity, blood
ā¤ļø A/n: Hi! Just want to say two things real quick: I didn't had time to see if there's mistakes at the writing, so it probably have a lot, please try to ignore; and I do not speak Mandarin/Chinese, so I also don't know if these words are correct. Please let me know if not so I can correct. Have a nice reading!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!
It's all a big mistake! You can't imagine what they did with two innocent lives. I lost the great love of my life, and the blame still fell on me, as if it were some kind of å»å±Ā¹ (shĒ bÄ«)!
Liu Yan was the love of my life! We met when we were still kids in Taoyuan County, everyone always said that we were destined to be together. Our families have always been best friends, which means there hasn't been a day in my life when Yan hasn't been there. We knew we had no choice but to like each other, so despite being slightly forced, our friendship has been sincere since the 1st.
We went to school together, we had the same cycle of friendships, and we always told each other everything, but none of that sparked the love between us. Well, my love for him, as I found out years later, was that Liu had always loved me, but I was the blind one.
After a 6-month trip, I realized that he is missing in my life when he is not there. The days seemed endless, and the time zone he was in made our almost endless communication difficult. And I confess that despite being practically dying of homesickness, I only realized my feelings for the brunette when one of our friends wondered if he would find love in the country where he was.
The thought of seeing Liu Yan, my Liu Yan with someone else, doing everything we've always done, not being by my side all the time, without your displays of affection, without your lame jokesā¦
In the end, we got married, and for our honeymoon, Yan wanted to bring me to the United States, where he had been visiting for six months. And even with my language barrier, I believed in her local language skills and her knowledge of Chicago. If I could, I would never have come.
uh uh!
We had a perfect schedule of what we were going to do that day. Everything perfect. But as we walked across a bridge, Liu noticed that the lake was completely frozen over, which would be an excellent opportunity for us to go skating.
"But we're out of skates" I tried to be rational, but he opened his excited smile, held my face with both hands, and assured me, looking into my eyes "Nothing bad will happen while I'm here, ęēå®č“Ā²! (WĒ from bĒobĆØi)"
uh uh...
Liu then took my hand and led us to that side. I was still very uncertain about the idea, so I took uncertain steps to the edge of the site. I stood there as I watched Yan glide carelessly across the crust of ice.
"Yan, I don't think this is a good ideaā¦let's go, please!" I ask without any courage to step on the ice and try to convince him to get out of there. The shiver that crept up the back of my neck was not from the cold. "å®č“Ā³(bĒobĆØi)! Nothing will happen! Look at me!" and I looked. But I wished I hadn't.
Uh Uh...
Liu Yan to demonstrate that the ice was firm, took a very strong impulse to jump and roll in the air. That's when I saw, in the most torturous slow motion of my life, he lose his balance and fall backward, hitting his head on the ice.
I then freeze for like five seconds, which felt like an eternity. Immediately the blood that came out of his head, began to spread across that wet surface, creating bloodlines on the ice.
No.
When I look around, I don't see anyone who can help us. Everyone who passed through the bridge was no longer there. There was nobody. I was completely alone, with Liu Yan's body unconscious and losing blood very fast. I had no choice anymore, I was being forced to step on the ice, to reach out to him to help him. But I was stopped.
Uh Uh...
I felt them before I heard or saw them. Two pairs of very strong arms held me firmly in place as I finally made my way to him. They were men and they were holding me and rocking me hard while they were yelling at me, but I didn't understand what they were talking about. I pointed at Liu, trying to make them understand that I should help us, but everything I said only made them squeeze me tighter. I look once more and see other men pulling Liu off the ice, and I breathe a sigh of relief.
My face quickly fills with tears, I thought we would get help, I thought they would take him to the hospital, that they would help us, but my beliefs were quickly proven wrong.
Uh Uh!
"You killed him!" One of the men who held me, squeezed me more, when I tried to reach my husband, I screamed in pain, but he didn't care at all. Another man shouted the same thing at me, but I couldn't make it out right away. I blink then try to clear my mind, and face from the tears.
I need to say I didn't do anything, I need to say it was an accident!
"äø! A-a-accident!" I say, pointing to the ice and then to the body full of people wrapped around it. My Liu Yan. I try one more time to get to him, but the men keep squeezing me tighter and tighter, still yelling. They didn't understand me and it started to annoy me. I just wanted to reach Liu, I just wanted to hug himā¦
"Accident! Accident äŗē¾äŗ! Accident!"
I start pushing and scratching them to let me get to my husband, but that seems to make them even angrier. Liu Yan. I just wanted to get to him, I just wanted to hug him, and remind him that he had to be okay, as he promised me. Prometheus!
Many people started to approach me, I started asking for help, desperately. I just wanted to get to my husband, that's all. I didn't do anything, nothing! They couldn't deny me coming close to his!
Uh Uh...
Even with me shouting profanities to the winds, begging them to help me, nothing made them understand me. All they did was yell at me, shake me, squeeze me, and take me away from him. I was getting exhausted, but I relaxed more when I heard sirens, and even more so when I saw the authorities arriving.
Once again I tried to reach Liu Yan who was still on the ground, but I was stopped. I was forced to watch from a distance, the rescuers reach him, try to revive him, and then cover him with an aluminum blanket. not.
I then grabbed by the police, who continued to shake me, I believe they were asking a question, but I didn't understand them, I couldn't understand what they were saying. I could only see them take the lifeless body of my love.
I was then taken to a police station where I was asked thousands of questions. I only managed to understand when they asked my name and age, and I think they understood me because the frowning man wrote something down when I answered. He asked more questions and repeated them, but my answer didn't seem to be enough. "Accident" and "Innocent" was all I could manage to reply, pissing him off more and more.
I didn't do anything, Liu Yan fell through the ice, and if they had tried to understand me and not condemn me, maybe he would still be alive. Now I would have to live and die with a sentence that didn't fit me. I will have to die, without Liu Yan growing old with me, without being able to give him the family we wanted so much, and without our last moments together.
Uh Uhā¦
(Glossary)
å»å±Ā¹ (shĒ bÄ«): From my research, in addition to meaning "stupid female reproductive system", it is one of the most used swear words in China, and can mean "stupid cow"
ęēå®č“Ā² (WĒ de bĒobĆØi): āāIn Chinese, it is translated as "my dear" or "my dear".
å®č“Ā³ (bĒobĆØi): āāCan be translated to, "darling" or "baby" in a romantic way
äø (BĆ¹): means "no"
äŗē¾äŗ (ĆrbĒiwĒ): its literal translation is "250", but it is understood as "foolish people"
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life? oh- you mean "jisoo" ?
i'm on strike until soojin goes back to (g)i-dle.
is it normal to have 1000 photos just from winter?
selling my brother in exchange for an invitation to the red velvet show.
ROSĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆĆ, ARE YOU WHO ATE THE REST OF MY CAKE????
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