The Dark Night!

18-year-old Ronnie was staring at a kid from outside through a keyhole of a locked door. He was wondering where was he and who was this kid with a slightly familiar face.

Ronnie had no clue as to what was going on and he continued to stare at the kid. He noticed, the kid wasn't alone and was playing with his friends who were elder than him. They were indeed having fun. Ronnie smiled at the innocent smile displayed by the kid. He felt good that the elder guys were having fun with the kid and were treating him as a part of the group.

The door suddenly opened and the eldest friend Fred, had to leave the kid and his group. He had an appointment scheduled for an interview for his further studies. Ronnie was certain that he had seen this face, though Fred didn't even spare a second gaze on him. Fred just kept the doors open and walked away bidding adieu to his pals.

Ronnie walked into the room to find the kid referring his friends as big brother's while playing board games. Ronnie smiled, to find there were 6 big brother's to look after the kid, unlike his sorry self. Ronnie never had friends and was usually alone as he grew up and this was refreshing for him to see. Even envious of, how like the kid, his life would have been different if he too had any real friends to be around and elder brother's to support.

A slight tear slipped from Ronnie's eyes, who never cries. He let them out for the first time in ages. He felt even he has the right to smile like this sweet kid.

While Ronnie was in his own world, admiring the kid, a sudden chill went through his spine. What happened? What the hell? Why are they...

Ronnie saw the other friends asking the kid to dance with them and in no time, started undressing him. Ronnie did not realize as to what he was noticing... The so-called friends started molesting the kid while the kid started crying asking them to not hurt him as he felt the gushing pain in his anus.

Ronnie tried to stop these guys but couldn't lay a single hand on them as if it was all a mirage, while the kid gazed directly into Ronnie' s eyes, desperately asking for help. Ronnie couldn't help the kid and felt disgusted with what he had to witness right in front of him. The kid yelled, screamed for mercy as all the 6 guys ripped apart the innocence from the kid's face. The kid could not be saved, the kid knew it... Ronnie knew it. He bashed his tough fist on the table breaking a portion of the table. Ronnie's anger took the better off him even as he saw his injured fist starting to bleed.

He cried and suddenly heard a loud knock on the door. He turned back to see if there was someone who could help the kid, only to find himself opening his eyes on his bed.

What! This was just... just a dream? Everything seemed so true but!

He couldn't even believe the fact that his fists were swollen for no reason. He started sweating and felt really uncomfortable to find such a dark and dreadful nightmare for the first time ever.

He went to the kitchen, gulped some water trying to get the poor kid's face out of his mind.
He tried going back to sleep, still thinking about the weird kid; little did he knew that it was the little Ronnie that came in his dream trying to show him a dark childhood reality which he never remembered after that dreadful day!