Intro:
My father was always controlling..but it seemed as if my mother loves that. She always talks about he is just acting like that because of work and how he is stressed, but really, the truth is, he is an alcoholic. He drinks at least 10 to 15 bottles of Patron or Vodka a day. Sometimes even more than that.
Chapter 1:
THE next day I walk in from school and I hear my dad screaming. I can hear my Mom softly telling him to calm down, but he just gets louder. My mom finally screams and tells him to shut up and that's when the gun shot went off.
Chapter 2:
I tip-toe upstairs hoping that what I heard was just my mind playing around with me. I slowly open my mom and dad's room, hearing my feet creek on the wooden floor and when the door was about to completely open, I stopped. I can hear my dad crying, but yet laughing softly at the same time. I look through the half open door and I see my mom on the floor, blood gushing from her head. My dad looks up and grins. I run down the stairs hoping that what I saw wasn't real. As if it was just a nightmare. As I approach the door, heart pounding out of my chest. I see a bullet hole in the wall. I turn around to see my dad laughing. I drop down to my knee's and plead for mercy, but he walks toward me and places the gun to my head and says, "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you where you sit?" He says while grinning.
I look up, crying my eyes out, "I don't know why you shouldn't. I can't give you an answer. You killed mom, so what would stop you from killing me?" He looks at me surprised and his face starts to get red with fury. "I didn't kill her because of that! I killed her because she took what was mine! She took my trust and respect. She had no reason to..." He said as he looked away, taking the gun down away from my head. "To do what dad? What was here reason? To stand up for herself? Try to protect the people she loved, including you!" I try not to yell, but I do. I start to stand up slowly hoping I can make a run, but he turns around and shoves me into the wall, putting a hand on my neck, choking me. "She tried to tell people I killed our infant child! The one son I always wanted. The kid we almost had before you! We never wanted a girl! We always wanted a son! And she blamed me for its death. She blames me for everything. Even after you were born, she wanted revenge. She tried to kill you because she believed it would make me upset! She put rodent poisoning in you baby milk, but it didn't work because I accidently dumped the milk down the drain because I thought it was spoiled milk. She was plotting this whole time to kill you!" He said yelling in my face. As I try to get the words out, all I can say is "Why should I believe...you?" "WHY SHOULD YOU BELIEVE ME? BECAUSE! SHE TRIED TO KILL YOU TODAY! SHE WAS GOING TO KILL YOU WITH THIS GUN IN MY HAND!"
Chapter 3:
I was shocked. He let go of my neck and fainted. Why would he faint at such a moment like this? I crawl over to him and take the gun, not knowing what to do with it, I put it in my pocket. I put a finger to his nose. He's still breathing. I get up, wondering if what he said was really true. And if it was, what do I do? What am I going to call it? Self defense? A homicide done by both parents? I don't know what to do. So, I sit there and wait for him to wake up.
Chapter 4:
He started to get up slowly, but I kick him back down. "Why are you lying to me dad?" I said with anger. He looks up with sincere in his eyes. I know what he is feeling right now. I just felt that way about 3 hours ago. "I'm sorry I put a gun to your head, but that was the only way I could get you to listen.." He said. I look at him confused. Wondering what type of sceme is going through his head? "Alright dad. Tell me your plan. Your going to tell me this whole lie about how you and mom were meant to be and then how you never wanted me and then, BOOM! YOU KILL ME WHERE I STAND! YOU TRY TO COME AT ME WITH EMOTIONS AND HOW HURT YOUR FEELING. You always try to be the good guy, but you're the bad guy in this story. Sorry for hurting you feelings, but i'm not mom and that was your mistake." I take the gun out my pocket and shot him in his head. I look at the blood pouring out of his head and the sad face he made before he just died. I cant believe I did it. I killed my dad.
