Nefarious

Why do they all leave?

I hold on tightly to my arm, his eyes cold and broken as he looks at me

" I-I thought'd you'd protect me?" 

He shakes his head sadly

"Jennie, your 16 now. You have your powers, and your one of the strongest here. She can't hurt you"

I blink back tears in my throat as I glare down at the ground

"You promised you'd protect me" i whisper harshly, the words like razors on my tongue

"what a load of bullshit. you only said that because I was sobbing like some pathetic loser in your arms huh?" I accuse

Papa looks shocked as he stares at me

"Je-"

I hold my hand out, and shake my head, lips pushed out as I let out a throaty chuckle to mask the fucking disappointment

"No, I get it, losing Mama was shitty enough, and your so heartbroken from that you don't even care if I end up dead too. Please, by all means, leave us here"

He looks at me, clearly heartbroken, but I know it's not from me.

"Don't worry, I won't bring up your shitty promise to anyone, you can keep your rep for best dad of the fucking year" I spit

"Jennifer Ruby Jane Kim! You will not speak to me anyway you feel pleased to!" He shouts, face red in anger

I keep completely still, waiting for either the hit, or the speech

"Now listen here. You are a 16 year old with the powers of a 30 year old. Your no longer the late bloomer who was beaten constantly, and with your mother gone, somebody needs to keep control at the company"

Here comes the speech. I'd rather take the hit's honestly

"Yeah, because Auntie Chaerin can't do it right? Just admit it, your running away from this. From us" I growl, feeling more and more pissed by the second

"Maybe if you weren't such a damn burden I wouldn't have to run! Did you ever stop to think, that your constant clingyiness is overbearing?"

I freeze at his words.

I'm a burden on him.. On my own father

"Okay. I apologise, see you later Siwon"

I turn around quickly, not wanting the tears to fall in front of him. He doesn't deserve it.

I drop down to my knees as I try to hold myself together

"Please stop" I whisper, tears trailing down my face 

It's all too much, this constant rush of bad memories. It's killing me.

I hold the sides of my head and shut my eyes tightly

"I-i thought, if I did this, it'd make it better. why? why can't it make me better" I sob, not caring how my voice cracks in-between words

"I just want someone to stay, to promise me they'll stay, and not fall flat on their words. Am I that un-tolerable that they can't even stay with me?!"

My head begins to pound as the tears fall quicker and the sobbing gets louder

"I'll be better. I promise"

My hands wrap tightly around his throat as my eyes fade from hazel green to pitch black.

"I'm going to kill you" I mutter, a smile rising onto my lips as I listen to the screams and pleads from the people behind me

Useless, I'll deal with them later. Right now? This man is my focus

"P-please no" He whimpers, hands scraping at my wrist as he tries to break himself free off my grip

I tut and let out a small chuckle, pressing his neck until my nail rips through the flesh, blood instantly pouring out like a water fall. The man starts to scream, but it comes out blotchy, like he has water in his mouth.

Except it's not water, it's blood

"oops, did i hit a nerve?" i ask him amusingly, not trying to suppress my smile when I see the blood pool out of his mouth

His eyes turn bloodshot red as I continue digging my nails further in, not caring about the flesh underneath my nails.

I finally manage to hit bone, and I almost let out a sigh of relief.

By now the man's a few seconds away from death

"I'll speed this up for you" I say, shaking my head as I press as hard as I can on his bone, cracking it in an instant.

His body falls limp, and I remove my fingers from his neck, watching as his pale lifeless body falls heavily to the ground. Blood spills from the gaping holes in his neck, the different layers of raw flesh and the white bone fill my eyes, and all I can do is smile.

I turn the the other 4 people, who have fear and desperation in their eyes, but none of them scream.

Picking the flesh out of my nails I grin wickedly at the people who are crouched up together for some sort of false sense of security

"Well then, whose next?"

I hold my head and rock silently

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry"

I wish they could all hear me, but even if they did. It wouldn't make things better.

They're all dead, and I killed them all. 

There's blood dripping from my hands and no matter how hard I scrub them, the crimson liquid will always drip from me, leaving me in a red pool on the ground beneath my feet

a/n if i just responded to your comments like today or yesterday, its because my wattpad, is still playing up no matter what i do.

also do you guys read my announcements?