Hero's Dead Brother

33. Rain

It rained a lot that day.

A woman was cooking trying not to get some tomato juice on her hand's bandage.

She heard some screams again from her son's bedroom and sighed.

The man she loved, Mike, was more attracted to her own son and she hated that feeling. As her face had gotten older and uglier, her husband, who was having an affair with a coworker, had left while the boyfriend she found herself was a drug dealer and, as it turned out, a pedophile.

She kept cooking as the bandage got soaked in the tomato juice and she had to change it again. She got angry at the culprit who was being beaten by her while it happened and got ready to teach the little shit a lesson before the cries reminded her that he was already having a lesson taught.

She walked to the bathroom and took a pill Mike had got for her to calm herself. 'Later. Just you wait!', she thought.

As she was walking back to the kitchen, she heard the boy scream

"I'll expose your ass to the police! I swear I will! You'll never touch me again! You..."

A powerful slap could be heard and she walked back to the kitchen sink when Mike came and took the knife she had used for cutting the tomatoes.

Something told her that this wasn't gonna end well for her and she followed him as she saw a spectacular scene.

"You're gonna expose me, huh? You, little whore!"

Mike was so strong that he pulled the kid up by it's hair with ease and stabbed it's guts like it was melted butter.

She looked calmly as it agonized on the floor. And turned her gaze to Mike. The pills had made her happy again but a thought spoiled the 'good feeling'. 'If it dies, she'll go to jail, right?'

She had to think of a solution.

As Mike walked to her with apprehension, a knife in his hand, she had another thought that made the 'good feeling' go away even more. 'What if this jerk thinks of killing me?'

She forced a smile.

"Finally you've done it."

Mike had a surprised look on his face.

"I wondered when were you gonna do it? I was tired of that bitchy thing anyways."

The knife was down now. She had succeeded.

"What do you think we can do now?" She asked with a sarcastic smile. "It has to go back to school sooner or later. I CAN'T SAY THAT IT'S SICK FOREVER!"

She started hysterically screaming. She was completely out of the 'good feeling' now.

Mike looked at the, now, frenetically shaking body on the floor "the river. Let's wrap it in the carpet and throw it in the river".

"We have to call the police and say it was a suicide! Some teachers had noticed suicidal tendencies in it's behaviour right? Remember when I had to go to see the director because of that bitch?"

"And whatcha gonna do when they fucking investigate the body huh? It fucked itself too?"

"SHIT! Fuck! Son of a bitch!"

"We gotta say that we woke up and couldn't find it anywhere!"

The woman was walking back and fourth with her hands around her head. She suddenly stopped, having thought of something.

"Let's do it!"

When they got to the boy's body to wrap it in the carpet, he had already passed out but his body kept having a seizure and was still shaking.

When Mike put the knife down and got down to wrap the body, she took it and stabbed his neck with it.

She calmly watched as he choked in his own blood and fell on the body. She walked to the phone, picked it up and called the police. She cleared her throat and when the dispatcher answered...

"HELP! Help me! I stabbed a man! Call an ambulance please! He tried to kill my son! My son! He abused us for years now and I couldn't! I couldn't take it anymore! Please! Please send help! My son! My son is dying!"

"M'am please calm down! Where are you?"

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