Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 15

Emma's

POV

I turned around frantically looking for the person who switched on the light. I was very sure Julian's car was not in the driveway when I came in. And the pack house was very quiet, so who could have turned on the light? "Where do you think you are coming from?" A voice I can recognize even in my sleep said. He suddenly appeared in front of me.

"I...w....as s so in...jured," I stuttered, starting to panic.

"I....," Julian mimicked me. "Are you dumb now? Can't you f*****g speak? He yelled, making me flinch.

"I...'ve b...een un..con...," I stare at him, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"Cat got your tongue? Or are you just plain stupid?" he says in anger.

I just stood there shaking in fear, my stomach clenched painfully that I wanted to throw up.

"This b***h never learns," I heard Hailey's voice sneered.

"You dared to stand when he's talking to you? Are you stupid?" she screamed, coming in front of me.

"I...I'm sorry," I said and quickly got down on my shaky knees.

"You dared to spend the night out? I don't care what happens to you even if you die, but what about the chores? Who do you expect to do them?" Julian asked.

Before I could respond, Alexander walked into the room, his usual cold expression on his face. Just the sight of him made everything that happened the previous day keep rushing back. I have never seen Alexander that angry that he completely loses control before. He has always been the calm and cold one, so I was shocked when he snapped. He looked much more terrifying than the others when he was angry, and I pray I never get to witness that side of him again.

He snapped because he saw Hailey hurt. Does he really like her that much? A kick from Julian sent me crashing to the floor and snapping out of my thoughts. I had been so engrossed with what happened with Alexander that I zoned out of what Julian was saying. "Answer me when I'm talking to you! Who did you expect to do the chores? Me? Hailey? Philip? Or Alexander?" he asked. Every name that came out of his mouth met with a kick to my body.

"I...I wouldn't dare think you would do that," I said in my defense.

"Then where were you and who did you leave the chores for?" he growled.

"I... tol..d y...you, I..wa...s un...conscious after yesterday," I stutter.

"Liar, I'm sure she was busy whoring around with men," Hailey spat with disdain.

My eyes widened at the accusation, "I... di..dn't whore...," Hailey slapped me across the face, cutting me off.

"If I said you were whoring around then you were, how dare you counter me?" she asked furiously kicking my stomach with her high-heeled shoes.

"This b***h is starting to grow wings, you think you can talk back at me now? Well, I'm going to clip those little wings of yours that make you think you are worth the dirt beneath my shoes," she yelled angrily and stormed off. She returned later on with a whip. I shuddered at the big and long whip, Is she really going to hit me with that?

"Since you now talking back at me, you should be equally punished," she said, grinning wickedly.

Alexander stood up with a cold expression on his face, got a glass of orange juice, and left the room with his headset without looking back.

"P...please I swear never to talk back at you ever again," I begged on my knees, tears streaming down my face.

"Shut up w***e, Julian, hold her," she said.

"You should not stress yourself, Hailey, let me whip her on your behalf," Julian said concerned. Stress? If anything, I'm the one getting whipped here.

"Don't worry, I want to get the satisfaction of whipping this pig myself," she said stubbornly.

Julian shrugged and held my legs tightly while Philip, who had been sitting and enjoying the show, grabbed my arms. Hailey raised the whip to hit my back and I dodged, the whip hitting the floor instead, I shuddered when I heard the loud noise it made as It collided with the floor.

"You just made a big mistake, I was thinking of stopping at 40 strokes, but now you've just increased your punishment to 70 strokes," she said, her eyes glaring at me viciously.

My heart almost stopped. 70? I'm going to get whipped by this monstrous whip 70 times. Julian and Philip held me firmly, more than before, so I wouldn't be able to escape. Hailey raised the whip and the first one landed on my back. It hurt so much that I squirmed and cried out. The second one landed, and I closed my eyes and cried loudly in pain. "Please stop," I cried.

But Hailey continued whipping me mercilessly while Philip lazily counted.

"Stop please," I screamed, it felt like my back was splitting into two. I screamed so much that I got tired of screaming. I just took all the pain, tears flowing down my cheeks.

"Seventy," Philip finished counting, and they both dropped me on the floor carelessly. Hailey was panting heavily.

"Serves you right trash, next time know your place and come do your chores on time," she said. I just lay on my stomach crying and not daring to lie on my back, which was hurting as if it were set on fire.

"Hailey, look your sensitive hands are all red, I told you to let me handle it, does it hurt?" Julian said, blowing on Hailey's hands.

"It really hurts," Hailey said, pouting.

"I know of a way to make you feel better," Julian smirked.

"Oh yeah, and what's that?" Hailey asked, smiling widely.

"Come with me and I will show you," he replied, pulling her towards his room. Hailey stops him and wraps her arms around his neck and he picked her up, she wrapped her legs around him and kissed him. He grabbed her a*s, making Hailey squeal in delight, and headed towards his room, Philip following behind.

I lay down, exhausted. I groaned as I tried to get up and finish my chores on time, so I can get some sleep. My back felt like it was splitting into two, and it felt like my skin was torn.

I got up and washed the huge pile of dishes and proceeded to do the laundry. The laundry room was closed again. I'm sure that Hailey is doing this on purpose. I handwash everything with great difficulty since my hands were all sore. My eyes burned with tears when I tried to bend and scrub the floor, but I bit my lips to keep the tears in. After just one day of not being in the house, the entire house was messy. Everywhere looked filthy and unkempt. I sighed and got to work, I scrubbed the floor repeatedly, folded the clothes neatly that were scattered all over the sofa, and packed the unwashed dishes that were left on the table.

I carried them to the sink and washed them again. After I was done, I dragged my tired and aching body to my room. I'm so tired, but I remembered I promised John I would change my bandage. I went into the bathroom, removed the bandage, cleaned the wound, and replaced it with another. It's a miracle my head injury didn't open up and bleed again. I removed my clothes, scared to look at my back in the mirror, but I took a peek and what I saw broke my heart.

My back is all bloody with long ugly cuts caused by the whip. I tried to clean the wood, but I ended up screaming each time. I know not cleaning with will probably make it infected, so I rolled up a piece of cloth and placed it on my mouth to stop me from screaming too loud and disturbing Hailey and the boys. My arms hurt, but I continued cleaning the bleeding cuts and biting hard on the cloth.

I cried silently, but I continued cleaning until the bleeding stopped. I couldn't afford to take a bath, so I just went to lie on my bed. I saw the pills the school nurse gave me and I swallowed them, the bitter taste not affecting me since I take painkillers every day. I groaned my bed making me uncomfortable laying on my stomach. It feels hard against my sensitive stomach and I missed the comfort of laying on John's bed. I smiled when I thought of him, the only person who makes me happy and the reason I get to laugh once in a while.

But all this will be over soon enough when I turn eighteen and leave this hell hole. I squirmed in discomfort laying in all the comfy positions I know but I only ended up mistakenly laying on my back, I winced and tears fell from my eyes as I wondered if I will be able to get any sleep this night.