08/09/2024  Broken Glass and bloodstains:{Branch Storyline} Category: Uncategorized Night Terrors: Trigger warning/disclaimer: Throughout this piece there will be hints of major traumatic events. If you are affected by this piece, please for your own self and mind please click the X button and do not read. Thank you The Incident: Violation and innocence gone Trauma can leave a person forever having to respond to triggers. Even if they do not remember the trauma; their mind will forever remember the event or events that left scars upon their mind. That is the funny thing about abuse sometimes the scars left on the body heals but the scars left on the mind will forever affect a person. Even if a child at a young age experiences a traumatic event, they will forever feel the effects of it. A loud sound or fast movement will cause them to panic, curl up in a ball, fight, break down, or even smells that bring up the painful memory. It doesn’t matter if a person causes the trauma is a relative or not, however, a relative inflecting something horrible can leave a greater impact on a person’s mind. Family members are never thought to be the cause of something that leaves their own flesh and blood in a state of being less than.  It happened several times before but never to the extreme that the night that changed everything. Unsolicited touches that would make one’s skin crawl and never want to be touched again. The type that makes one question why they were picked to be violated and left in a vulnerable position. Malka Branch thought she was the only victim of the inappropriate advances. She thought her uncle would soon leave her alone and never go further. Boy was she wrong and she would forever be changed.  Being held down, touched in areas that was never thought to be touched at such a young age, a bedroom was no longer a safe place. No matter if the young Malka had her own set abilities or tried to fight off her attacker she began to feel helpless. “Please please” she begged as her attacker kept forcing her on the bed and the grip became tighter. At first the young witch did not realize who it was trying to force themselves upon her until they leaned down right to her left ear, “shut your stupid mouth up. If anyone comes in here even your triplet brothers (names here) they will be killed, and I will make you watch slowly as I do.” Her eyes widened as she realized who it was on top of her. “Uncle Adnan?” she said softly, her voice cracking as tears rolled down her face. Her uncle was always known to be on the more aggressive, untrustworthy, and terrible side. It was not that he was the black sheep of the family, but everyone knew never to anger him, and he was known to be violent towards particularly females. “Yes! And you think after I got done watching the light fade from their eyes what I’m fixing to do to you won’t happen? Think again little girl. You will do what I say. You are maybe a teen who thinks she is a woman; I’ll show you what women are good for and what it means to be one.” He said in a low, rough, and demanding voice still in her ear. “Please Uncle. I am your niece.” She said pleading with him once more as she tried again to force him off her. Her mind and body in a state of panic trying to stop what she could sense he wanted to do. Being a triplet she did have a connection to her triplets that many wished to have.  Since he said no screaming, she would use her mind which was something he could never take away. “MORRISON! KENDRIK!! HELP!!” She screamed through her mind hoping they would wake and hear her or sense something was wrong. As she felt his hands all over her body and even his lips upon her neck, Malka began to slowly disassociate from the situation. She did not know how long she was completely blacking out of the situation, though she could still feel everything he was doing. This is why she knew he had yet to fully do something that would take away what little innocence she had left. After however long, a white light came from the door, and a silhouette of someone about the same height as one of her brothers. After that and a scream from someone else in the room, Malka blacked out completely. Present Day: Sanctuary with distant blood/ Returning Moons ago a tragic event happened, the scars though still there are not remembered as to what put it there, Malka only remembers bits and pieces. That is what trauma does to a person with a little extra magic spell to help. After something happened to her as a teen, Malka ran from her home towards her distant cousin Antigone’s location. She knew that if anyone could make sure that she would not be found it was her and the Tenebris sisters. Sure, she knew that it could put more family drama into play, but the young teen wanted to protect herself. For extra protection, Antigone (her very distant cousin) put a spell upon her mind that broke the link between Morrison, Kendrik, and herself. This was to make sure that they couldn’t come find her until it was time.  Malka was fragile for many centuries and needed time to grow in her craft as well as heal from whatever happened to her. She still disliked it when people touched her, but like most she went to the extreme in sexual relationships. She never wanted to fully settle down and was extremely protective of other females around her even when she viewed them as a threat. Still, she knew that soon she would have to return to the Branch family. But she would not fully tell them where she went.  After telling Antigone that it was time, Malka gathered up her stuff, and made her way to where the circles were. It felt like forever since she had last been on the estate or anywhere near her siblings. She had gained a great grasp over her siren and seductress like abilities, yet the work through some of her trauma was still underway. “I am coming home.” She said in a soft tone of voice and even through her mind allowing the connection link between her, Morrison, and Kendrik to connect once more ever so slightly.  02: PM 7 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 14 Kudos  Back to Blog List

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	Goddess Selune{goddess of the moon in the Faerûnian pantheon} { Disciple's Of The Moon's Tear }	Broken Glass and bloodstains: The Goddess was forced to watch {Branch Storyline} Blog Location:https://www.realmroleplay.com/view_blog.php?id=0000000943 Set up: Being a deity comes with a great deal of responsibility and at times the deity cannot always protect their worshiper. This twist of fate can even go for the one that many call the “one true God” which those who call themselves Christian: worship or any other religion. It is the task that many deities face when having to watch from above their worshipers’ lives play out. Goddess Selune knew this to be true in many ways. She knew that a life of immortality and responsibility comes with a high weight to them. She wore that crown with pride and did all she could to protect all who follow her. Selune knew that she had a temper and liked things to be a certain way, however, sometimes things shift that must be dealt with. A deity does not like to see their followers suffer, yet at times they must allow hard/painful things to happen. This is not to say that they have turned their back on their followers who go through trying times; only that they want to see them grow. Pain forms growth and freedom that many do not wish to ever learn. Selune was not a fully judgement type of Goddess, but one that allows things to take their proper course. This is especially done when someone has gotten harmed. She took the whole, “hurt or kill one’s family than it is the family who shall deal with it.” It may seem like a harsh way to follow, but in the end everything gets handled. She heard the scream and terror from the one named Malka Branch, whose uncle attempted to do something most dreadful. It made her stomach sick, having to watch as day by day the uncle tried more and more things upon the young one. “I want to handle it. It would be easy for me to do so.” She often said out loud to her main priestess. This priestess was not one that dealt with mortals or any worshipers. No, this priestess was only in charge of handling the needs of the Goddess. “You know by your own rules, you can not do such.” The priestess stated with a calm tone in her voice. Selune was known for having a slight temper, but the high priestess was able to always keep the temper from storming. Selune sighed knowing that the words were the truth, and she was bound to not doing anything that would change any form of fate. She did not want the fates to come after her. It was not that she feared them, but simply did not want the headache. Having to hear the screams and pleads of Malka did tug at her heart strings. Along with any of those whom Adnan had harmed. That man made Selune want to cut his string of life, yet she could not. Too much would change if she stepped in to anyone crying out due to Adnan’s harm. Present: Selune sat upon her throne that was filled with moonlight and looked down upon a pool that was just a few inches from the throne. The pool was filled with moonlit water and showed every single follower of Selune. It was her way to keep up with everyone as well as the world. As she looked down into the pool a voice began to fill her ears. “Who could that be?” the priestess asked as she poured the moonlit water into the large pool. The water was from the sacrifices done under the moon which gave the power of the pool. The voice grew louder in the Goddess’ ears. It was the eldest Branch sibling whose words filled her ears. “Do some seem to forget the old ways?” Selune asked her priestess, who simply just shrugged her shoulders. Many had turned their backs from the old ways, but the moon deity hoped that at least there would still be those truly faithful to them. She sighed as she stood up off her throne and walked down to the pool. “Behlul speaks wise words and perhaps we should help them in their request for revenge? After all, far too long have I sat back and allowed their uncle to have no consequences.” She spoke with a heavy tone in her voice as she went deeper into the pool. “What will you do?” the priestess asked with a slight worried tone in her voice. “Soon all will be made known including my presence.” She replied with anger filling her voice as her eyes began to turn black. Without another word, Selune dipped under the water allowing herself to be consumed by the moonlight and water. As she did this light within the mortal realm began to fill the sky in an unnatural way. Bright blue light in the middle of the day, which though it was uncalled for was a sign for all who followed her that something was about to shift in the favor of those harmed by the one named Adnan. “Your time is up. Though I can not touch your string of life. Family shall cut it in one swift movement.” Posted by Goddess Selune{goddess of the moon in the Faerûnian pantheon} { Disciple's Of The Moon's Tear } on Wed Nov 20, 2024, 02:11 [Reply to this]

	Behlül Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son E+L _ Obsessed With Bihter	"The Return, A Long Way Home" Behlul had asked Bihter to gather all of the things she wanted to possess then place them in the corridor. While Bihter and Adnan were sleeping Behlul loaded up their possessions into the Range Rover. He wandered around the mansion to double check the place. He wanted to make sure nothing that Bihter could want, was left behind. He was displeased that Bihter had to spend one more night in Adnan's bedroom, but what could he do. He had planned their escape for weeks and today would be the day they would finally be free of Adnan. In the kitchen, Behlul made some coffee, slipping a shot of scotch inside of his cup he ran his fingers through his hair. He drank the cup of coffee quickly; then had another, of course, infused with Scotch. He heard a door shutting, from down the hallway. He stood there wondering whom he would be facing this morning. Would it be his uncle Adnan or would it be Bihter? He hoped Bihter had awaken and gotten ready for the day, that she would be the one to greet him in the kitchen. His plans would be in place perfectly, if that were the case. In a lavish crimson dress, a primped up Bihter, appeared. Behlul sighed a sense of relief. He was not in the mood for the likes of Adnan. He summoned Bihter to have a quick cup of coffee, then he asked if there was anything left in the estate that she wanted to bring with her. They would not be coming back. Bihter looked lovely as always; beautifully dressed, her tresses tossled up upon her head, and that light red shade of lipstick, that he loved so much. How stunning she looked this morning. He grabbed her hand, then asked her "Anything else?" Bihter pointed to a box by the doorway. Behlul told her it was time to go before that prick of a husband of hers, woke up. Behlul grabbed the box. they exited the mansion. "Whats in here Bihter? It is awful heavy? She smiled at him and exclaimed it was just things she had forgotten. Behlul sat the box down beside the passenger side of the Range Rover then he unlocked the door. He helped Bihter into her seat, then placed the box in the rear compartment of the truck. Behlul got into the vehicle then turned the key in the starter. They drove away from the mansion quickly, so they would not get caught. As they got on the interstate, Behlul began to speak of home. Things Bihter was not aware of, that he wanted her to know. Bihter had heard some of the names he would be mentioning, but knew little about them. It had been Nine years since he left home, to be where Bihter was. He had gone there because he knew what kind of a man his Uncle Adnan truly was. A Monster. He pushed the call button on the steering wheel and said aloud "Call Morrison" the truck said "Calling Morrison." After a few rings Behlul heard his younger brother answer. "It's Behlul, Morrison. We are on our way home. It will take hours before we arrive. I just wanted you to know, we had departed and we're on our way." Morrison's voice was loud and beligerent as usual. Bihter looked surprised just hearing the tone of Morrison's voice inside of the quiet vehicle. Behlul listened as his brother spoke, he then answered what Morrison had asked him. "Not yet, dear brother. Uncle Adnan is still very much alive. I couldn't and wouldn't, leave you out of the fun. You and that labyrinth of horrors of yours, is precisely where I want him to come. To the Circles of Avidity." He looked at Bihter. He knew she had no clue what they were speaking about. Behlul held his finger in the air, as to let Bihter know he would tell her in a minute, when he was through talking to his little brother. Behlul finished his call with Morrison, then looked at Bihter. "I suppose you want to know what that was all about? My Brother has a labyrinth of circles in his domain, they are sort of Like Dante's Inferno. The are constructed as a trap. Once inside, unless you know the secret ways out, you will perish. It will be your biggest sin, that will get you in the end. My guess, is Adnan will die in the circle of carnality, lust... Bihter." "Morrison's wife Carli, is very beautiful and a powerful witch. She may come in useful to us, in luring Adnan there. Morrison, also has a gorgeous, knockout friend, named Katerina. Maybe the two of them, can help get Adnan, to where we want him. Their beauty, will be his downfall. He will follow, I'm sure. I just have to ask Morrison what he thinks of the idea. He is very protective of those two. But they are the exact things, we need to lure Adnan to his death. I shall discuss it with Morrison upon our arrival." He looked at Bihter, "I do not want you afraid. My family is not at all what you are expecting. I myself, have held secrets from you, about my own abilities. We belong to "The Disciples Of The Moon's Tear". Some call us a cult. I assure you, we are not any such thing. We worship Selune, the Moon Goddess, she graces us with health, wealth and basically anything we desire. She will have to accept you Bihter. Selune is very real. You will meet with her, but you cannot, show any fear. For If you do, she will strike you down." Behlul looked down, then back at Bihter. "I myself, the Eldest son, will be judged by her. Whether or not that I am worthy of her. Worthy of living upon her lands. I left there, without a word. I am certain, I am not in her good graces. My judgement may be harsh, I am not for certain. No one had ever left, like I did. I do not know my fate. I will find out soon though. That is for certain. Afraid, am I? A little... She can be quite wicked. I disgraced her; by leaving, without telling her why I was, or where, I was going. I shall pay for that. Indeed, I shall. Selune, does not play fair. My demise could happen at any moment, while I am being judged by her." Hours had passed since leaving the mansion. Behlul was quite certain Adnan was awake now and searching for them. They stopped for fuel. Once the truck was full, Behlul paid the attendant, then they were once again on their way towards his rightful home. "Do you believe in monsters, Bihter? Like Dracula, witches and warlocks? They exist Bihter. They are indeed, real. I myself, am one. I am a vampire and a powerful Warlock. I can raise the dead, Bihter. I never turned you, because I didn't want you to know what I was. Now you know. These things are very real. I am taking you to my home, Where the dead speak... My flower." https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=euMFRyGpnd0 Posted by Behlül Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son E+L _ Obsessed With Bihter on Tue Oct 15, 2024, 14:10 [Reply to this]

	Elianna Amber Branch *Branch Sibling Of Many!	Broken Glass and bloodstains: Letting The Truth Be Known {Branch Storyline} Elianna has been away from the family for a little awhile, she just wanted to take time and travel to the places she always heard of. She was the quiet one in the family, knowing there had been more added. She felt a bit of a castaway, it was something she always wanted to do was to see the world. Many of the places she saw had very accepting and great people there when others did not. It made her feel this was a dream she to have fulfilled, and it was to her satisfaction. Even having gotten a few trinkets just for remembrance of her trips it was so amazing for her. She felt completely rested and even somewhat healed from what happened to her back home. Traveling back to her home to see her family again. Many flashes went through her mind of the attack. Whether or not to tell her family is debatable, not sure how they would react. If you were even pointless to say anything, what if her attacker had gotten away? What if it was somebody the family knew it was all going through her mind to fast at this point. Still having the bruises from the night, she was able to cover them it would have been too much for her. Having to explain to people about her bruises, especially her family, she has a feeling that something is going on with her family now. She was glad she was able to take a private plane home at m nights when she rested, she needed up screaming at times. on a plane with lots of people would make her uncomfortable. She has missed living at home and the terrible attack that happened to her and needed time away to process it all. Her vacation was a peaceful one for her to reflect on so many things that had gone on in her life. Having missed her family very much and is hoping they will welcome her back with open arms, she is still in much pain from her attacker. Her leaving was a very silent act on her part, not telling anyone in the family her plans. She is still scared in some way to go back home. She thought she could have a longer vacation. She wasn't gone that long, though the memories of that night are still fresh, and so are her wounds. Even though she was gone for only a couple of months she had missed them all. She was frightened in some ways to be on her own. The plane was comfortable and peaceful for her, she moved the seat back a little and watched the clouds moving past the window. She had a sudden memory of the night she was attacked, it only bits of it that she remembered. She saw the man attacking her, grabbing her and pulling her down, she screamed as loud as she could. The man slapped her to shut her up, he grabbed her arms, holding her down. She had the bruises on her body to prove it, the man was strong, as if he was on a mission. He slapped her many more times, ripped her clothes off, it was then that he took her in the worst way possible. Feeling his body on her was the worst thing she ever felt in her life. It was the worst possible crime a man could ever do to a woman. Still, she could feel his hands all over her and smell his breath, of liquor. Hearing a man, say in a deep voice is more in likely to cover his own voice. He held a knife to her throat. "If you tell anyone I swear you'll regret it I'll do even worse things to you." The man left her stranded her, cloths were torn and bruises on her body. She cried and felt like she couldn't stop crying knowing she had to get away for a couple of months. Her body was cold and trembling, she was able to get some of her clothes back on. Thankfully was able to get home without being seen that horrific night, is why she left that night. She needed time away to settle her nerves and that vision that would be in her mind for life. Still, she couldn't stay away from her family for too long, so she had a couple of months to recover her nerves. The real question was she, tells her family or would they already know. Finally, she arrived home after hours it seemed like on the plane, she wanted to experience all of her time away. Her nerves were more settled as her mind was getting clearer about that night. Remembering now the man who attacked her, knowing that might have been some kind of change in the family. She was not sure how her mind was now sure if she should tell her family or not. Not being sure on the reactions of the entire family, it was still fresh in her memory of that night. Being held down and being taken advantage of in the very worst act of violence she will never ever forget. Knowing she had to let Morrison know yet how to tell him, the pain still fresh on her body and in her mind. Posted by Elianna Amber Branch *Branch Sibling Of Many! on Wed Sep 11, 2024, 21:09 [Reply to this]

	High Priest Morrison Jax Branch Triplet to Kendrik and Malka Best Friend Of Katerina Belmont *Prince Of Chaos* Necromancer* M+L Ashli* Disciple's Of The Moon's Tear	Morrison was in his throne room, he was in a partically foul mood. This was typical for him. His cell phone rang, he rolled his eyes then looked at the number. It was Behlul. Morrison hadn't heard from him since he took off to pursue Bihter. Morrison knew Behlul was living in his Uncle Adnan's mansion. Morrison knew why. It wasnt out of love or admiration for Adnan. Morrison had been in love with Bihter, Adnans wife for years. It still disgusted him that Morrison was at Adnan's home. Bihter or otherwise. He answered his cell. "Long time no hear. How are you Behlul brother?" He listened to what Behlul was rambling about intently. "So have you left there for good? He did what to Bihter?" Morrison continued to explain their situation. "I see, so Adnan has left marks upon her neck?" Behlul explained everything including Adnan taking advantage of Bihter when ever he got in the mood. That she had been mentally and physically abused by Adnan even raped by him, when ever his needs needed fulfilled. "So are you coming home finally, It's about time Behlul. I shall see you when you arrive, Bye now." Morrison had a feeling things were not right in the kingdom. He called Kendrik. "Hello Brother, Behlul is on his way back. This should be interesting. I am still pissed off that he left. I mean, I get it, but he should have been back years ago. He and Bihter, Adnan's wife are enroute now. It will take them a couple of days to reach the kingdom. I want you here, when he arrives to help keep me calm. How many years has it been now? It almost feels like he abandoned us. Our own oldest brother just up and left to go after Bihter. Don't get me wrong I love Bihter. She didn't deserve what Adnan did. Back to Behlul, He never even said goodbye, just a piss poor assed note, was all I ever saw. Did he tell you he was leaving? Get here ASAP. I know this reunion, will start off rocky. I need you here, to calm me down." Morrison said goodbye then hung up the phone. The Branch Kingdom was a busy place Morrison had tons of family, Morrison wondered where his triplet sister Malka had gone to. She didn't leave a note either. Just one night out of the blue, she up an disappeared. Whom was behind her dissapperence? Morrison had no idea. Perhaps Kendrik, could shed some light on it all. He and Malka were inseperable. Morrison was the oldest of the three triplets. He was busy building the Gardens Of Tranquilty, when Malka disappeared. Morrison overlooked the gardens, he was proud of what he had built for Carli. He didn't take her there often enough. Soon, he would take her there. His mind was now on more important business. The gardens would have to wait. For now anyway. With Behlul and Bihter coming he had to ready himself he had many questions for Behlul. Some Morrison knew Behlul wouldn't like, but they were ones that needed answered. He decided to go down to the Circles of Avidity, just to check on things. They usual moans and cries of suffering could be heard. They resonged like a melody in his head. How delightful, he thought to himself. The circles are serving their purpose. Morrison knew the shortcuts to get through the circles unscathed. He walked towards the entrance. He could hear the faint sounds of a voice calling to him. Was it Malka? He had lost his mind connection to her, years ago. He never knew why, just one day all of a sudden, it stopped. He couldn't communicate with her any longer. The voice sounded like Malka's. He listened closely, to see if he could hear the voice again. He yelled out, "Malka is that you? Come here to me, if that is you. I long to see you. It has been so long. Please baby sister, I mean you no harm. The circles are no place for you. If you are here, show yourself, then we will go to the Mansion." Posted by High Priest Morrison Jax Branch Triplet to Kendrik and Malka Best Friend Of Katerina Belmont *Prince Of Chaos* Necromancer* M+L Ashli* Disciple's Of The Moon's Tear on Mon Aug 12, 2024, 20:08 [Reply to this]

	Behlül Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son E+L _ Obsessed With Bihter	Many years ago Behlul had left his past with The Disciples Of The Moon's Tear behind. Behlul and his brother Morrison had had a huge falling out. Morrison's ways didnt sit well with Behlul. It had been many years since he had been home to the Branch Kingdom. Was it possible for Behlul to make ammends with Morrison? He was unsure of that. Behlul saw Morrison, as a very evil person. It was not in Behlul's ways to be such a person like his little brother Morrison was. He missed the Branch family like crazy. Would they accept him or see him as the brother whom abandoned them? Only time would tell. For he would venture back that way, soon to make ammends with all of them. It was worth a try. Although, Morrison was bullheaded, Behlul thought perhaps maybe they could let by gones be by gone. He had left the Disciples to follow Bihter Branch. He had always had strong feelings for her. He decided to move in with the uncle he couldn't stand Adnan Branch, just to watch over Bihter. He had been in love with Bihter since they were younger. Bihter never really showed interest in Behlul back then. She was snooty and very popular in school. Behlul didnt care. He felt obligated to protect her. That was the only reason why he agreed to move in with Adnan. He couldn't stand Adnan. He never really could put a finger on why. He just knew Adnan wasn't a stand up gentleman. Adnan was no gentleman at all. He was ruthless and came off as somewhat of a prick, even to his own family. The day Adnan married Bihter, was a very detremental day for Behlul. He couldn't understand, what Bihter saw in Adnan. Perhaps Adnan, had turned on some sense of false charm. Perhaps it was the spoiling he did for her. What Bihter wanted, Bihter got. Behlul knew she was was being fooled by Adnan. What did she see in him? He was much older than her. Not attractive in the least. He had a mealy disposition to him. Perhaps, it was all an act, when it came to Bihter. Maybe Adnan was good at hiding his true self from her. Behlul was no fool. He knew presicely what Adnan was. Soon very soon, he would see just how right his intuitions were regarding his uncle Adnan. Behlul had been noticing Bihter spending more time in her room. Even at meal time she was not present at the table. What was going on here? Behlul thought perhaps Adnan had her locked up in there. Behlul decided one night to treat Adnan to an expensive bottle of Scotch. He watched Adnan go into his study then shut the door. Adnan couldn't drink without drinking every last drop. Behlul had spiked the bottle with a tranquilzer hoping soon Adnan would pass out. He had to find Bihter and see what was going on. Behlul hadn't seen Bihter in over a week. His concern was elevated he needed to find her. He wanted to know where she was and how she was. He waited almost two hours then approached the study door. He listened closely. There were sounds of snoring coming from inside of the study. This was his chance to search the estate for Bihter. He went to her room then lightly knocked upon her door. He could hear sobbing coming from behind the door. "Bihter is that you? It's me Behlul please let me in. She informed him the door was locked from the outside. This enraged Behlul. He rammed into the locked door with his shoulder then broke it open. He quickly ran to Bihter. He noticed something off about her. That million dollar smile of hers, was not present. She looked as if she had been an emotional wreck for days. Usually, Bihter dressed to the nines. Everything matched from head to toe. Behlul noticed she was adorning a scarf that clashed with her outfit. Behlul sat along side her upon the bed. He tilted his head and softly said "Bihter what is going on? Why are you locked in here? What did Adnan do to you? You look like a mess. How long has it been since you have fixed your beautiful tresses? How many days have you been stuck in here? Adnan did this didn't he? He locked you in here didn't he? Why Bihter? Did you mouth off to him or disobey him? Why are you locked up in here? I haven't seen you in over a week. Has it been that long since he put you in here?" He moved over to the bed then sat along side of Bihter. "Adnan is drugged, I did it myself. I set him up with a bottle of Scotch laced with a tranquilizer. It just you and me here now. Please tell me what is going on. He listened to Bihter speak about years of torment. Physical abuse. Mental abuse and worst of all sexual abuse. Bihter was in tears getting it all off of her chest. Behlul was becoming enraged as she spoke about the awful things his uncle had inflicted on her. "Bihter whats with the scarf? That is something you wouldn't be caught dead in. Show me what you are hiding." Bihter loosened the scarf. her neck was bruised by blunt force trauma. "My god did he try to kill you are those his marks around your neck? I am so sorry darling that he lay his hands on you." Behlul wiped away the tears that had welled up in his eyes. "It is time to get out of here. Would you come with me? I need to go home to the Branch Kingdom. I have ammends there to fix. I need to show your neck to Morrison. The prick deserves to die Bihter. Do you have feelings for me as I do you? We must hurry, I want you to go downthen get in the Range Rover. I will pack your things. Move now before he awakens. If he does wake up I can handle him. What I cannot and will not handle is him inflicting abuse upon you. Go now. I shall pack your things. I know what you like to wear. I will only be a few minutes. Get out of here, while you still have the chance. I need to go home. I have an awful feeling something is not right there. It has plagued me for weeks now. I'm not sure what is a miss, but something is majorly wrong at home. I have to go there, and see for myself." Posted by Behlül Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son E+L _ Obsessed With Bihter on Sun Aug 11, 2024, 16:08 [Reply to this]

	Behlül Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son E+L _ Obsessed With Bihter	Many years ago Behlul had left his past with The Disciples Of The Moon's Tear behind. Behlul and his brother Morrison had had a huge falling out. Morrison's ways didnt sit well with Behlul. It had been many years since he had been home to the Branch Kingdom. Was it possible for Behlul to make ammends with Morrison? He was unsure of that. Behlul saw Morrison, as a very evil person. It was not in Behlul's ways to be such a person like his little brother Morrison was. He missed the Branch family like crazy. Would they accept him or see him as the brother whom abandoned them? Only time would tell. For he would venture back that way, soon to make ammends with all of them. It was worth a try. Although, Morrison was bullheaded, Behlul thought perhaps maybe they could let by gones be by gone. He had left the Disciples to follow Bihter Branch. He had always had strong feelings for her. He decided to move in with the uncle he couldn't stand Adnan Branch, just to watch over Bihter. He had been in love with Bihter since they were younger. Bihter never really showed interest in Behlul back then. She was snooty and very popular in school. Behlul didnt care. He felt obligated to protect her. That was the only reason why he agreed to move in with Adnan. He couldn't stand Adnan. He never really could put a finger on why. He just knew Adnan wasn't a stand up gentleman. Adnan was no gentleman at all. He was ruthless and came off as somewhat of a prick, even to his own family. The day Adnan married Bihter, was a very detremental day for Behlul. He couldn't understand, what Bihter saw in Adnan. Perhaps Adnan, had turned on some sense of false charm. Perhaps it was the spoiling he did for her. What Bihter wanted, Bihter got. Behlul knew she was was being fooled by Adnan. What did she see in him? He was much older than her. Not attractive in the least. He had a mealy disposition to him. Perhaps, it was all an act, when it came to Bihter. Maybe Adnan was good at hiding his true self from her. Behlul was no fool. He knew presicely what Adnan was. Soon very soon, he would see just how right his intuitions were regarding his uncle Adnan. Behlul had been noticing Bihter spending more time in her room. Even at meal time she was not present at the table. What was going on here? Behlul thought perhaps Adnan had her locked up in there. Behlul decided one night to treat Adnan to an expensive bottle of Scotch. He watched Adnan go into his study then shut the door. Adnan couldn't drink without drinking every last drop. Behlul had spiked the bottle with a tranquilzer hoping soon Adnan would pass out. He had to find Bihter and see what was going on. Behlul hadn't seen Bihter in over a week. His concern was elevated he needed to find her. He wanted to know where she was and how she was. He waited almost two hours then approached the study door. He listened closely. There were sounds of snoring coming from inside of the study. This was his chance to search the estate for Bihter. He went to her room then lightly knocked upon her door. He could hear sobbing coming from behind the door. "Bihter is that you? It's me Behlul please let me in. She informed him the door was locked from the outside. This enraged Behlul. He rammed into the locked door with his shoulder then broke it open. He quickly ran to Bihter. He noticed something off about her. That million dollar smile of hers, was not present. She looked as if she had been an emotional wreck for days. Usually, Bihter dressed to the nines. Everything matched from head to toe. Behlul noticed she was adorning a scarf that clashed with her outfit. Behlul sat along side her upon the bed. He tilted his head and softly said "Bihter what is going on? Why are you locked in here? What did Adnan do to you? You look like a mess. How long has it been since you have fixed your beautiful tresses? How many days have you been stuck in here? Adnan did this didn't he? He locked you in here didn't he? Why Bihter? Did you mouth off to him or disobey him? Why are you locked up in here? I haven't seen you in over a week. Has it been that long since he put you in here?" He moved over to the bed then sat along side of Bihter. "Adnan is drugged, I did it myself. I set him up with a bottle of Scotch laced with a tranquilizer. It just you and me here now. Please tell me what is going on. He listened to Bihter speak about years of torment. Physical abuse. Mental abuse and worst of all sexual abuse. Bihter was in tears getting it all off of her chest. Behlul was becoming enraged as she spoke about the awful things his uncle had inflicted on her. "Bihter whats with the scarf? That is something you wouldn't be caught dead in. Show me what you are hiding." Bihter loosened the scarf. her neck was bruised by blunt force trauma. "My god did he try to kill you are those his marks around your neck? I am so sorry darling that he lay his hands on you." Behlul wiped away the tears that had welled up in his eyes. "It is time to get out of here. Would you come with me? I need to go home to the Branch Kingdom. I have ammends there to fix. I need to show your neck to Morrison. The prick deserves to die Bihter. Do you have feelings for me as I do you? We must hurry, I want you to go downthen get in the Range Rover. I will pack your things. Move now before he awakens. If he does wake up I can handle him. What I cannot and will not handle is him inflicting abuse upon you. Go now. I shall pack your things. I know what you like to wear. I will only be a few minutes. Get out of here, while you still have the chance. I need to go home. I have an awful feeling something is not right there. It has plagued me for weeks now. I'm not sure what is a miss, but something is majorly wrong at home. I have to go there, and see for myself." Posted by Behlül Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son E+L _ Obsessed With Bihter on Sun Aug 11, 2024, 16:08 [Reply to this]

	Bihter Kosem ~ E + Loves her Soul Mate Behlul Kivanc	The Truth Is Told: Bihter's Reply Bihter has always been a strong woman, not afraid to say what was on her mind, being able to take care of herself. She lived to be that way direct no matter what was bad in her life knowing exactly what that was. Her life felt like it was controlled by her husband who she truly hated coming home to. Her, feelings were for another that she finally admitted to Behlul after years of being stuck in a horrible marriage with his Uncle Adnan. He was rude and always took from her in many different ways that were so despicable of him. The only time she felt at peace was times she’d been locked in her room. It was heaven to her. it was the only place she could escape to and have her thoughts of Behlul. That always filled her heart and made her smile more than anything. Their friendship at first wasn't the best, she knew how she would treat Behlul, she regrets it now that he is her true love. Always she, has been a bit standoffish towards him, at first it was an act she had to her, hated being cruel to him. When she married his Uncle Adnan, it made things worse for her with getting secret meetings with Behlul. She wanted more time with her love and wanted to open up more to him. They have gotten closer. That to her meant everything in the world to her she kept secrets from him about his uncle Adnan. Her mind and heart were wanting to tell Behlul everything of how Uncle Adnan really was. Even though there was no real family between the two she didn't want Behlul to feel bad for her. It certainly wasn't his fault; it was his uncle’s Adnans fault for how her husband treated her. The only time she had any kind of peace was when her Adnan locked her in her room for the night to her it was a breath of fresh air. That was the only time she didn't get roughed up by Adnan in so many different ways. Not just by hitting her, but the things Adnan said to her, basically saying she was a human piece of trash. The argument from her to him was, "Why did you marry me then for me to be your just to be your hitting target." She feared the nights she had to be in the same room with Adnan when truly she has only one true love Behlul. She always loved Behlul since she was married and couldn't show it. It has always broken her heart she always has him in her very being a place she can think about him. One night she was locked in her room after being terrified, hurt and beaten by Adnan and worst this was to her was a sin. She was desperately trying a way to get a hold of Behlul without her husband finding out. The feeling was both in her body and in her mind. She could no longer stand being married to Behlul’s uncle. It was so wrong in every complete way to be Adnan she isn't even sure on a stressing probability. The fact that he could have done this to another woman, it breaks her heart to think that could have happened. Now she made it a mission to get to Behlul and tell him everything she has gone through with his uncle finding out. Knowing she had to tell Behlul and be honest with everything, yet she knew how much this would hurt him as well. By knowing how badly she was treated in her marriage to Adnan. Her mind kept wondering why on earth of all people she had to be married to a man so violent. At first, he wasn't he was a very quiet person towards her, that was alright. Then it came to him, locking her in her room. She was angry at first, but it was truly the most peaceful place for her to be. Her mind was set on thinking where and how to tell Behlul, everything his uncle did. Still wondering who else he hurt, she is terrified to even try to figure that out. The truth is finally revealed: Finally, she had a moment that worked for her and Behlul to be alone it took a bit of time. Having to find the right place where they would not get caught together. Adnan's reaction to that would have been more violent than she ever saw in his uncle. She had to be very careful and think only thing is, she thought of was for them to drive to a quiet place with no one around. They did finally get in his car, and they drove to a forest that was further out of town, no one ever was around this place. They got from the car she, went close to him and kissed him so deeply "No one will see that I had to bring you here Behlul, I need to open up about a lot of terrible things. Yes, it is about your Uncle Adnan." She held his hand they we, near a secluded place, she couldn’t help to kiss him again. "I do love you Behlul, in my very soul. I hope what I tell you won't change your feelings about me. "She looked into his eyes, their love had grown strong every moment she felt them closer and wanting them to be together. Her time with his uncle felt as if it had damaged her in some way. With Behlul, by her side now she feels so much stronger always he gives he the love she needs. Just as she would give to him, everything that he deserves, she was trying to get up the courage to tell him everything. She held his hand in her hands she looked into his eye. “I have to tell you Behlul, there are things that your uncle has done to me over the years. At first, he was alright but as the years went on, he got more demanding, and he started to literally hurt me. In other words, he took out his rages moods out on me." She let go of his hand, she got up and turned around and lifted her shirt a bit. Letting him see the deep bruises on her back that were from the current date to earlier times. She let him see all the bruises on her back she the sleeves of her shirt shot the deep bruises and scars from his beatings. She sat back down; she had tears in his eyes, her fingers sliding softly along his face. "He always did worse things to me, taking me when I didn't want him to and calling me a worthless piece of garbage. I can still feel him holding me down as he took what he wanted.” She removed her bracelets letting him see her bruised wrist. The many years of abuse that I had to deal with was not just the beatings, the name calling. He really made me feel like trash the worst part, I thought after all his raging. That it would affect us Behlul, I can't stay with him any longer it is you I want to be with. I just feel like I am damaged goods, he took from me unforgivable acts, things that a man should never force a woman to give them. I know you know what I mean by that. It took all I had inside me to tell you and show you all of this love. I want to be as far away from Adnan as I can and be with you." She sat back down, and she knew in her very being that this was the right thing to tell him. The whole time they were together that moment she kept adjusting her scarf she wore. Not realizing it had, not matched, her clothes. She was hiding something she knew would anger Behlul even more. It was the worst thing his Uncle Adnan had ever done to her, not wanting Behlul to see the deep marks. v Posted by Bihter Kosem ~ E + Loves her Soul Mate Behlul Kivanc on Sun Aug 11, 2024, 00:08 [Reply to this]

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