With jealousy comes anger, sadness, and tears too. But how would I know that, if the jealous bitch is you.

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Marie walked into Monica's room and sat on the edge of her bed.

"Hey, mom wants to see you and Matt in the kitchen. She's already down there so hurry up"

Monica finished the last sentence on her second page of her biology essay. She turned in her rolling chair and left the room with Marie following. She skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen. She laughed at her self, but slowly stopped once she saw her mom. Her mouth was pulled straight and her eyebrows turned down in anger. Suddenly, Monica got scared that her mother knew she was smoking with Matt.

"Monika. Sit down and listen to me"

Her thick, demanding Russian accent always scared Monica. She sat next to Matt at the counter. Matt's head was down and Monica folded and refolded her fingers. Her mom paced back and forth a few times before pounding her fist onto the hard marble counter.

"Vy deti dolzhny byt' nakazany za to, chto vy sdelali!"
(You children need to be punished for what you did)

The sudden noise made Matt and Monica jump in their seats. When their parents spoke Russian they knew they were in deep shit. Monica lowered her head and her lip started to tremble.

"You know drugs is very very bad! So, why do you disobey us? Wait, wait until your father come home he will punish you"

Monica shook with fear. Her father's punishment was harsh. He "lightly" whips their back ends with a slave whip that's been passed down since the 1300s. His rule was to be punish for as many years you are. For Monica, it was 16 whips on the butt. As for Matt, 15. Both were scared to death by their parents. Her mother and father wanted to bring the culture into their lives so the kids would grow up honest and
obedient.

"Mom, I- I didn't mean to. It wa-was only one-"

"YA ne zabochus'"
(I DONT CARE!)

Tears started to fall from both Monica and Matt's eyes. They sat quietly with their heads on the counter. Monica's mother lifted her hands and proudly waked out passing Marie. Even Marie was scared from them. When ever someone would be punished, the whole family needed to watch so the person would be ashamed and wouldn't disobey the rules. Marie was never in trouble, but she always had to watch her siblings get bruised and cut. It was horrifying.

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The brother and sister waited together for and hour, shaking and mortified. Until seven, their father opened the front door. He took off his shoes and went into his study. The family waited in the basement. Their father set down his work case and opened his weapon case. There, he held guns, knives, swords, and a whip. He took the whip and placed it on his table, wiping it with rubbing alcohol. He slowly walked to the basement steps and creepily strode down.

Monica started to cry as her father yelled a curse to make the children feel pain and learn from their sin. He motioned Monica to lean over the wooden bar, since she was older. She pulled her pants down, showing her skanky underwear. Her father took his stance, ready to hit.

"odin"
(One)

He took his first shot. Marie and Matt both turned their heads as Monica silently cried.

"dva"
(Two)

He whipped her again, making her wail out in pain. Her mother watched with pain in her eyes.

Their father took fourteen more hits on Monica's butt. After he was finished, her legs were covered in bruises and fresh cuts. Her throat hurt from screaming and crying. She pulled her sweats up and sat down in pain, still sobbing.

How dare someone do that. It may seem that she'd be used to it, but it was scarier every time.

Notes

So I'm splitting up the four girls up. Each girl gets five chapters in a row. This will go on until 100 chapters then I might do a sequel. I have the other chapters saved for the future so those will return once I do the other girls. Hope you guys understand. If you have any questions, feel free to comment or message me.

~ Mia<3


lol I put Russian in there so have fun :p