NOT HIS DAUGHTER

Not His Daughter-Chapter One

My hand slipped.

I was in my room when my dad burst in yelling, "why the fuck is the school saying you have another detention?!?! Honestly Amelia I can't believe how fucking stupid you are?!?!"

He was yelling and yelling and yelling so I walked out of my room, using him as background noise as per usual, and surprise surprise.. he got pissed off...

"HOW DARE YOU FUCKING WAL AWAY FROM ME!! I AM YOUR FATHER AND YOU WILL SHOW ME RESPECT!!!" that annoyed me a little, not alt but enough to decide then I am going into the kitchen to make myself something to eat.

"YOURE NOTHING YOU KNOW THAT!??! JUST A WEAK LITTLE BITCH WHO CAN'T STAND HERSELF!!"

Now it started getting me angry, I busy myself with making the sandwich,

First grabbing the bread and spreading the butter. Breathing in and out to calm rising anger.

"YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING DAUGHTER OF MINE"

Second, grabbing the cheese, lettuce and ham. Clenching my teeth.

"YOU DUMB WHOREBAG"

Grab the kitchen knife out of the draw and make my way the island, knuckles turning white.

"I AM SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU!? YOU KNOW THAT!?!?"

I freeze.

My throat closes up. My heart speeds up. I look up at my yelling man. My vision goes red.

I stab him.

It stopped yelling but I keep stabbing and stabbing and stabbing watching the life go out of his eyes but in keep going. I feel my cheeks start to smile. Then it becomes giggles. Then full-on laughter. Becoming even more manic and enjoyable with each jab o take. Relishing in the aroma of blood.

I feel the high wearing off. I start to stop poking holes in the body. I see the knife in my hand, I admire the dark rich red against the coo metal. I see my eyes reflected, and I finally look down at myself. I see my hands in a glove of velvet. I bring my finger to my face, I sniff it. I lick it.

The metallic taste rushes around my mouth, I moan in delight t and lick my hands until semi clean.

After that I look at my father on the ground. Helpless. Ugly. Dead. I look at him, my head turns sideways. I place my hand on his face, caressing him.

"you were right... I am no daughter of yours" I say, smiling and his dead eyes.

"I'm worse."