Serial Murder Mystery part2

Mesya's life with her new family is getting more and more confusing, there are so many things that make Mesya even more restless.

As long as she lived with her adoptive parents, there were people who died horribly.

Regardless of whether or not the incident had anything to do with her parents.

But for Mesya this feels very gripping.

What's more, people who have died horribly ever interacted with her.

Before they died, they must have done something wrong with Mesya.

It felt so strange, like it wasn't a coincidence. But to be honest, Mesya herself is still not sure about it, moreover, she can't prove it, she's just a child who can't do anything and has to obey what her adoptive parents say.

"Mesya, why are you daydreaming?" asked Arumi to Mesya.

"I still remember, Auntie who lives in front of the house," answered Mesya.

"Why do you think of such a vicious woman?"

"Mesya is not only thinking about the aunt, but the person who has died, after being mean to me,"

"Hm... what do you mean?" asked Arumi with sharp eyes.

"Why are there always strange coincidences, like this. Is Mesya an unlucky child?"

Arumi immediately smiled, "Haha, of course not dear. They died because of punishment for their evil deeds to this mother's beloved daughter, "

"Did Mom and Dad kill them?" Mesya asked with a frightened face.

Arumi smiled at Mesya.

"You accuse Mom and Dad of being murderers again, do we look like bad people?"

Mesya lowered her head again. "No, Ma'am. I'm sorry," said Mesya with a guilty face.

"Well, that's true. Mesya has to believe in us, and I hope you never accuse us of being murderers again, it's too painful for us. Because we're not bad people," said Arumi.

Arumi can always calm Mesya with her sweet words. Mesya also could not move anymore and believed her mother's words.

Even though strange events such as people around where they live who died tragically are also becoming more and more frequent.

But Mesya could only keep quiet and try not to think about all that, in her heart the little girl kept denying that it had nothing to do with her family.

***

In front of the garden of the house, David is sitting alone

His expression was as usual, very blank and flat.

It seemed he was thinking about something.

Then slowly Mesya drew closer to David.

Even though she knows that her adoptive brother is very cold and rude, Mesya doesn't care, she still tries to get closer to her brother, so that she can get to know David like he is familiar with Arthur.

"David, may I not, Mesya sit here?" asked Mesya.

And David immediately glanced at Mesya cynically, without any answer.

"David, why are you always so rude to me?"

Mesya looked at David innocently.

"What my wrong?"

Immediately David stood up "You are just a weak child, you should go back to the orphanage!" said David.

"David, always says Mesya is weak, is that why David hates Mesya?" Mesya asked to be sure.

"Yes, I hate you so much! I want you to go back to the orphanage!" David insisted.

"Why?"

"Yes because you are no match for us! You are too innocent, kind and weak!"

"But, I'm you're sister now, David!"

"Ah! Forget it!" said David, then he left Mesya just like that.

Mesya looked very sad, the little girl was silent while wiping her tears.

It hurt so much in her heart, she just wanted to have a good relationship with David the adopted brother.

But it seems that it is not easy.

"Why is it so difficult to be close to, David, even though in the orphanage everyone likes Mesya, why doesn't David? Is it wrong to be a weak girl? Isn't Mesya still small?" Mesya muttered with a pitiful face.

And from behind the door, David peeked at Mesya with a sad face.

"Sorry, Mesya," said David.

And right at that moment behind David was Arumi.

"David what are you doing here?" asked Arum.

"N-no, Mom!" replied David in a stammering voice.

"Come with me, Mother!"

"O-okay, Ma'am!"

Arumi took her son into a special room that they used to discuss.

"Let's sit down," Arumi ordered.

And inside was Charles the father.

"What else is this?" asked Charles.

"He made our beloved daughter cry," answered Arumi.

"What?!"

Charles looked sharply at David who was looking down.

"How dare you! What did you do to her, huh!?" asked Charles in a booming voice.

"I didn't do anything, Dad!" David replied, sitting his face down.

Charles gripped David's chin roughly, and his breath sounded loud.

"Please tell me that you can't hurt, Mesya! She's our favorite daughter!" said Charles.

"But I do not-"

Buak!

Buak

Buak!

Cples!

Charles was reluctant to hear David's explanation, instead he beat David and whipped David's body using his belt.

"Please, Daddy! Please..." David begged.

"This time I will spare you! So please don't do that again!" Charles threatened.

"Yes, Dad," David answered.

It's good that you're back in your room now!" Charles ordered.

"Okay, Dad," David replied.

David came out of the room covered in bluish-red bruises from the whip marks.

And on the way to his room he met Mesya.

Mesya stared at him in disbelief, and glanced at David's hand which had the mark of his whip.

"David, why?" asked the Mesya.

"I told you, you go back to the orphanage! Why are you still here?!" said David.

Mesya lowered her head, "But Mesya can't just go home," whispered Mesya.

"While you were here, how many people died?!" asked David sarcastically.

"It means?" Mesya asked back who still didn't understand David's question.

"Ah! How troublesome!" David grumbled.

Then David again left Mesya alone.

Meanwhile, Mesya was still very confused and curious about what David had just said.

"Did they all die because of me?" Mesya scratched her forehead.

"Is it all because of me? What's wrong with me?" Mesya asked herself.

"Is it true that mom and dad did it? But what's the reason?" Mesya shook her head. "No! There's no way they would!"

Even though there is a little suspicion in her heart, Mesya still avoids that it is not her parents.

Because in Mesya's eyes at this time her parents are very good like angels.

"They are good people, it is impossible to do such a bad thing, besides my own mother told me they are not bad people." murmured Messiah.

"Mesya dear" Arumi called from behind.

Then Mesya turned to Arumi.

"Yeah, what's wrong Mom?"

"Let's eat, I have prepared a special steak for you!"

'Oh no, meat again, just listen, I already want to throw up' Mesya said to herself.

To be continued