*Sighs, rubbing her temple*~ Ella, what do you want??
Ella
Wow! No ‘hi’? No ‘how’s my little sister’? You’re so cold, Luna
Luna
*Flatly*~ I have exactly five seconds of patience left. Use them wisely
Ella
O-Okay... Umm... money
Luna
*Exhales sharply, pressing her fingers to her temple*~ How much?
Ella
*Sweetly*~ A teeny, tiny amount
Luna
*Deadpan*~Ella
Ella
*Inhales*~ One thousand
Luna
*Scoffs*~ Are you buying a small island?
Ella
*Giggling*~ No, but that’s not a bad idea.
Luna
*sigh* ~ why can't you ask mom?
Ella
*Hesitant*~ She’s… with her boss. In her room
Luna
*Tensing*~ And?
Ella
*Whispers* ~ She told me not to disturb them
Then, it happens.
"Ahh—fuck—yes!"
A high-pitched, breathless moan pierces through the phone, followed by the rhythmic creaking of a bed. A deep grunt, rough and demanding, cuts through the static. Then another moan—louder, desperate.
"Harder—God—"
The filthy moans slip through the phone. The bed creaks, skin slaps, a deep groan follows. My grip tightens. My stomach twists. The air turns suffocating
"Mmm—yes—don’t stop—"
Ella
*Awkward whisper*~ Uh… so, yeah. That’s why
Luna
*I swallow the bile rising in my throat. My voice is hollow*~ Forget it. Focus on your studies
I hang up. My knees give out.
I hit the floor, hands trembling, vision blurred with tears. My breath shudders
Dad… Gone. Buried. My anchor. And my mother?
She should’ve been the one in the grave
Luna
*A sob rips from me, raw and broken*~ I wish I never had a mother
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Name~ Ella
Age~ 16
Role~ FL's little sister ( second female lead)
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