Ivy Bane was only nine years old when her whole life flipped upside down ,all because of her father. The bringer of Death. Little did he know all the pain and suffering he made her go through was soon about to backfire on him. When men hear Ivy's n...
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It is around five in the morning now. I was tossing and turning, not being able to fall back asleep. I woke up due to a horrible nightmare I had, trying to calm myself down by reminding myself in my head that it's not real.
Well, that wasn't the case ten years ago. The day my life was flipped upside by the person who was supposed to be my whole world but instead he is quite the opposite. He's merciless, selfish and thrives on submission from everyone around him.
My father, Thanatos. People call him the bringer of death for a reason. He's pure evil, his eyes are as dark as his soul. My father ruined me. Ruined my life but soon he will learn that his past and his actions have consequences. I've dreamt about the day that I can make him suffer emotionally and physically by taking his most prized possessions.
His life
Make him pay for the suffering he made me go through, the pain he made my mother go through. She was the first love of my life. My sunflower. Until my father stripped her soul, piece by piece. Making her go through an unbearable amount of pain. On rainy nights, I would hear him yelling at her, smashing bourbon bottles on the floor. My mother was strong, strong for me. All until she was forced to give up. All because of me.
10 years ago
"Samantha! Samantha!" I was gasping for air, sprinting across the long hallway, all the way to the laundry room to run to my favourite housemaid. Samantha was like an older sister to me. She helped me play the piano, hugged me tightly when my father would beat mommy aggressively, she even taught me a few words in Italian in exchange for some new greek words for her to learn.
"Sì bellissimo? She looked at me giving me a very warm and welcoming smile that made me feel safe. "Sam, please answer me honestly". Sam was giving me a very confused look before immediately replying, "What is wrong, love?" in a very concerned tone when she saw me slowly becoming nervous. "Well since you know my birthday is tomorrow and father never lets me leave the house?". She nodded still not understanding where my question was leading to. "I was thinking, I should ask father to let me invite Rosie for some tea and biscuits," I tell her almost whispering, scared of what her reaction might be. "Aw love, you know how difficult your father is. He's not the nicest person but asking won't hurt anyone!". Hugging me tightly and giving me the reassurance I very much needed. Sam was being optimistic, too optimistic.
With the slightest bit of support and confidence, I had built up the courage to ask father. The biggest mistake I had ever made. I had a gut feeling something was going to go wrong, even though I had ignored it, not thinking that in one night everyone who I cared about would be dead or better off dead. I walked all the way across the massive house until I was facing two big golden doors that lead to my father's office. It was so silent you could hear a pin drop. That's when my heart started to beat so quickly and I started to imagine the worst scenarios.
