Trapped

25

August 9

Eriks POV
"So... I got accepted to UCLA. I told my parents I wanted to live on campus, and dad said no, and he wouldn't pay for it unless I spent four nights a week at home, and then that's when I knew this is never going to end Ellie. My dad will always be a threat to me."

"Oh, Erik... I hate he has so much power over you. It's not right. He is a scumbag who thinks he has the right to dominate you. If you want out, the only choice is going to authority."

I nod. "I don't know about that..."

August 14

Lyles POV
"We need to talk."

"I have had a long day Lyle."

I walk over and turned off the tv that he turned on.

"Alright, what is it?"

"I-"

"What did you screw up this time? What? Did you plagiarize again? Did you steal from our neighbors again? Huh?" Dad says, burning up a cigarette.

"I think Erik should come to Princeton and live with me."

"He's going to UCLA."

"Ok... Um... I can transfer to UCLA, and we can live together."

"That is not going to happen. Erik stays here and goes to UCLA."

I don't say anything, trying to figuring out what to say next.

"I know what's going on with Erik, and it needs to end."

I watch him smoke out his cigarette in his ashtray. "You listen to me. What I do with my son is none of your business. Just stay out of it. Don't throw your life away. Go back to Princeton and will forget this conversation took place. Hm?" He nods.

I look up at him, and he stands over me. "You are a sick person. You're not touching Erik again." I stand up with anger. "I will tell everyone."

"We all make choices in life. Erik made his, you made yours."

Next day

Eriks POV
I see my father walk in. "Hey, what's wrong?"

He drives me against my bed, holding my collar. "You betrayed me!" He leans to my ear. "Lyle thinks he can ruin me. That's never gonna happen."

I break free, rushing out of the room. I run, passing mom. I stop. "Mom. MOM!" I say, trying to get her to pay attention. "Dad is still doing things to me. He's molesting me."

She looks through the mirror at me. "I have always known. The nights I would wake up to him climbing out to bed to go into yours..." She tells. She turns me away from the counter of pills, and I say nothing. She rests her hand on my shoulder. "Do you think I am stupid?"

I don't say anything, and she takes her alcohol and walks off. I turn my head, to my father in the doorway. I breathe heavily, trying to take in what I uncovered. My life is a lie. I run outside to the guest house and banged on my brother's door. He rolls out of bed and rushes to me.

"Dad just tried and attack me," I say in a panic. "He said he's not gonna let you ruin him. I think they are going to kill us."

He locks the door.

"Lyle, mom bought another rifle, so now they have two rifles in the bedroom."

"We need to get out of this house. Dad would rather kill us than let the world know who he really is."

"And go where? I am not just gonna run away and let dad find and kill me. That's crazy."

"Why?" He questions.

"Dad is powerful look who he is- look who mom is. There is nowhere we can go where there are not going to find us and kill us."

"Let's go to the police then!" He suggests.

"The Beverly Hill police?"

"Yes!"

"You think they are going to believe us over him!? Dad is a rich guy with a lot of power! I am nothing! They are nothing going to protect us. No one is going to protect us. Jesus! They are going to kill us.

"Then we get our own guns..."

Lyle's thoughts
My brother felt no matter what we did, our dad is too powerful. Erik was never going to leave, and I wasn't going to leave without him. He is my little brother that I am going to protect. Therefore we decided to protect ourselves.

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Most of this writing was out of the movie. 'Menenedez: Blood Brotheres.' So credit goes out to them.