That Eyeless Stare

Chapter One: Go To Hell For Heavens Sake

Beep. Beep. Beep. I Sigh and get up out of my bed as my alarm goes off at 5:30 in the morning as it always does. My eyes burn as I turn on the light to my room to find my way around my room. Grabbing my Nirvana shirt, some jeans, and my converse, I put them on tiredly and go to the kitchen to eat breakfast.
As I head to the kitchen, I found my dad passed out on the couch as always, the smell of alcohol on his breath. He could at least have the decency of turning of the TV... especially when he's watching those "adult videos" of his. (If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm sorry.) Closing my eyes and shutting of the TV, I carefully grab my cereal and milk and make my breakfast.
I wince as the pain from him whipping me the other day on my back. My mother, tried so hard to get him out of the house, but sadly, the house was in his name. I drop my spoon as he gets up from the couch, still drunk, and throws himself at me. I dodge to the side as he misses, and falls on the floor. With a bloody eye from the fall, he gets up and pushes me to the ground.
"What do you think you're doing, Scarlet? Thinking you can beat me again?" He says while grabbing a knife out of the knife holder, giving me a discussing look on his face from his drunkenness.
Right at that moment before he swings, mother comes in from her bedroom and grabs his arm.
"Don't do this! Don't hurt her... She didn't do anything wrong!" She screams.
Ignoring her pleads; he takes the knife twice and slashes it down my left eye. The blood starts pouring down and into my eye, giving it a stinging sensation, I grunt loudly. My dad throws my mother off of him, and pins her to the door.
"You think you have any right to boss me around, you spoiled little bitch? And after all I have done for you?" He says as he tilts his head, having a devilish smile on his face as he stabs my mother in the gut.
I scream and lunge myself at him, sobbing my eyes out, along with the blood running down my face. Grabbing the knife from him and throwing it, I slide to my mother's side. Her chest heaving up gasping for air, she looks at me.
"Please... G-Get yourself... away from... him..." She says, her voice getting quieter with every word she says. Laying my head on her chest and sobbing, my dad stands up with the knife in his hand, and starts hovering over me.
"You're next, you selfish little daughter of mine I wish was never born." He rasps, holding the knife high above his head and having a huge smile planted on his face. I turn my attention away from him as I see something moving in the distance.
"You know, someone as horrible as you, your kidneys taste so much better." Says a deep voice behind my dad. My father whips his head around to be face-to-face with a man all dressed in black, and a blue mask on with no eyes, and what appear to be black tears coming from his eye sockets.
"Who the hell are you, ya creep?" Says my father, slightly wobbling from the fear and drunkenness, lifts the knife above his head and swings, but misses.
The weird masked man chuckles and grabs a scalpel from his hoodie, and hops over him. Grabbing my father, he pins him to the ground, and starts cutting his intestines out. My father screams loudly at the sight, fear in his eyes.
"You know, your kidneys will taste better because you're so drunk, you asshole." Says the masked man as he rips out my father's kidneys. My father gasps as he does this, and quickly slits his throat. As my father and mother take their final breaths, it just now comes to me. My father... My abusive father... is dead.
"T-thank you... You have... been able to do something that I... could never have done myself." I say, standing up from my mother's limp body. The man just now realizes I was there, and looks at me funny, tilting his head.
"How come you're thanking me? I just killed your parents..." Says the man lightly chuckling under his breath.
"It's because my father... never truly loved me... So I'm thanking you." I say, looking at him with my good eye, holding my other one as blood drips down from it.
"Well, this is new." Says the man, lifting his mask lightly and biting into one of my dad's kidney's. "You know, I could fix up your eye there for ya if you want. Since you're strangely happy I killed your parents..." He chuckles as he approaches me.
I look at him dumbly and blush, as I take my hand off my wound, and let him mend it.
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It took him about twenty minutes to get my eye fixed up, and afterwards, he just looked at me. "I think I should go now... but just know, I will come see you again. Remember that okay?" Says the man, looking straight at me with his eyeless stare. "You should at least... Tell me your name before you go." I say, looking at him with my grey/blue eyes. "My name's Jack. Eyeless Jack." He says before getting up and walking out of the door of my house.