It all started when we moved to Salinas, a big town with a lot of opportunities in Austria. My family and I were happy about the new house. My dad was a carpenter that had just signed a contract with the town governor, Major Thompson, for a new residential development project. My mom was a beautiful and responsible secretary that had just been hired by one of the main investors in the residential project. Finally, my little brother, Thomas, was always so kind and bright. It all seemed like a fantasy story in which everyone is happy, but I forgot that every story had a villain.
Our villain was Mr. Utterson. He was an old, pale, and gloomy Irishman and my mother's boss, but despite his looks, he was surprisingly kind. He became close to our family as an apparent friend. He seemed to care about our family but slowly he showed us just how rotten his soul really was. Mr. Utterson was cruel, deceiving, obsessed, and a complete maniac. He harassed my mother at work. He schemed and destroyed my father's reputation causing the major to severe his contract with my father. And worst of all, he broke him, Utterson broke Thomas. Utterson took away his light. We tried to tell everyone, we tried to get justice for our family, God damn it! We tried to get at least one person to believe us, but nothing worked. We were shamed.
“How could the good and honest Mr. Utterson do something like that?”, “You are a crazy family of disgusting and unpleasant liars!”, the townspeople said.
The truth was that Mr. Utterson was the leader of an Irish gang that reigned in the town’s underworld, stealing money from people, and avoiding the spotlight with the help of his men. Soon enough, my mother was fired, and my father could not get jobs to support our family. We couldn’t take it anymore. My father resorted to stealing food to feed us and was caught. The townspeople already hated us, so my father was stoned to death. He was shown no mercy. The town showed no remorse. Those hypocrites did not even mind murder and left his body to bleed in the streets. My mother had to do something to provide us with a proper life. After all, my brother and I were the most important persons to my mother.
My mother swallowed her pride and went to ask for help from Utterson. It was her last option and the only chance she had to survive in A town full of ignorant people. She begged Utterson for help. She lost all hope. She gave away her soul, her body...It did not matter if we, her children, survived.
Soon enough that demon of a man, Mr. Utterson, got bored of her so he decided to dispose of her, to give her to his men to do with her whatever they wanted. They tortured her, they toyed with her and when they had succeeded in sucking all life out of her ruined body, they toyed with her corpse like a sex doll. Those sick bastards did not let her rest in peace even after she had died.
I wanted justice. I knew what was happening to mom, so I had decided to help her secretly that night. It was that night when Utterson’s men came home looking for my mother that I took my camera, the one my father gave me for my birthday, and went after them. I followed them to the old storage near the town's market and I witnessed everything. That night I saw those beasts violating my mom as if they were predators feasting on their prey. I knew I could not do anything; I was weak and a coward, so I stood there witnessing the horrible things they did to her.
I had them. I took the pictures, and finally, I had the evidence to get justice for my mother, my lovely and now broken mother. How would I have known that was the last time I would see her? How would I have known what they were planning? If I knew, I would have jumped in and attacked them or at least tried, god damn it! I would have even died with her, if necessary, but all I did was run as fast as I could after I saw them stabbing my mother and using her corpse as a toy. I thought about escaping with my brother. Right! I still had Thomas, I could still save him at least and have justice for my mother later on with the evidence I had. I hurried back home to take my brother away. God... I was delusional, I really thought I could save him. Me? Really? I was useless and hopeless. I was nothing against Mr. Utterson and his men. When I got home it was already over. I saw Utterson leaving my house and I rushed in just to find my brother's body, tied up on the floor and covered in blood. They did it to him too. That sick and disgusting man used my little brother for his pleasure. They tortured him, put out his eyes, cut and tore up his arms, and left him covered with their disgusting liquids. Lying lifeless on the floor, my poor little brother.
Not long after, I realized they were also looking for me. I knew what fate awaited me if I did not escape but I didn’t want to do it. I desired something more. Not evidence, not justice, not comfort. I WANTED VENGEANCE! I WANTED THEM TO SUFFER! TO FEEL PAIN AND CRY LIKE BABIES PLEADING FOR THEIR LIVES! But I knew I could not...
Lisa, still tied up by her hand and hanging from a hook on the ceiling, interrupts Thomas before he finishes that last sentence.
LISA: I’ve heard enough of your crap, Thomas. That's why you're doing this? What do I even have to do with you getting revenge? And who even are you? You are not Thomas. You said it, he is dead... WHO ARE YOU, BASTARD?
Lisa yelled at the man standing in front of her, she knew he was not Thomas, that he was someone or something else. Something that wasn’t human anymore and was tormenting her for a reason she didn't even know.
THOMAS: (playful) What do you have to do with that? Nothing, my love. I took vengeance a long time ago. I used them, I played with them, I made them go crazy, I tortured them, I ate their flesh and made them beg for their lives. They are long dead, but killing Mr. Utterson and his men awoke something inside of me. If you gaze long enough into the abyss, the abyss gazes back. (Laughing) YOU ARE JUST FUN, YOU ARE SATISFYING, YOU ARE MINE, YOU ARE THE ONLY THING THAT I LOVE AND WANT TO PLAY WITH! (Getting furious) But you had to ruin it, you had to ignore me and my love. You decided to go look for another's boy's arms. I was not going to watch while you did that, so I stepped in and got rid of your little boyfriend Elijah and took you all for me... I AM GONNA MAKE YOU MINE FOREVER AND YOU CANNOT DO ANYTHING TO OPPOSE ME...
LISA: You're obsessed, Thomas. Do you not understand? You need help, you can still make things right. Think about your brother and your parents, they would not...
Thomas angrily hits Lisa repeatedly until she starts spitting blood, leaving her with bruises and barely conscious.
THOMAS: Do not try that with me, Lisa. I know what I am doing. I realized humans are rotten long ago and I do not plan to let any of them and not even you get to my head. I am the only good person; I am the only one that gets to exert justice. Do you not realize? I AM GOD NOW!
Thomas grabs Lisa by her hair and kisses her.
THOMAS: Shall we start having fun again, darling?END OF PART 2
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Love Me So
HorreurA young boy with mental problems obsessed with one of his classmates, driven crazy by the things he's gone through and willing to do anything to get the love of the girl he is attracted to, even giving her hell to achieve it.