Safety Is A Person

Psycho Mummy

Me: good!

It was then that I saw the thin trickle of blood coming from Luca's bottom lip, it had split during impact. Angry at him, myself and everyone around me, I stormed out of the bedroom and past everyone in the living room.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mrs.Grey hurry towards where Luca was, Faewn and Officer Ravenhill exchange worried glances and my dad follow me out to the car.

Mr.Faron: so, you wanna talk about what happened back there?
Me: no, I wanna go home.
Mr.Faron: i hear ya kid, i hear ya.

The drive home was silent and unpleasant, I knew that my dad had to leave tomorrow and that meant staying home alone or going to stay with my biological mother. I hated getting into fights but I had a feeling I would have to get into another one yet before all this could end.

As we walked up the stairs to our apartment, I grabbed my fathers hand and my eyes widened at what... no, who I saw at our apartment door.

Kenzo's mother: Hello sweetheart.

My mind raced as my father looked at me, pure fear in his eyes and said one word while my eyes caught the shine of a knife in my mothers hands.

Mr.Faron: RUN!

And I did, as fast as I could, hearing my mothers inhumane chuckle and the awful sloshing of flesh being torn and penetrated. Tears burned my eyes as I knew, my father was not making it out of this alive. Each memory stung, the picture of my fathers smiling face clung to my mind as I took off down the road. The night air had begun to descend, the sky turning darker shades of blue.

My breathing was ragged and my legs grew weak as I saw Luca's street come into view... relief only lasted a split second as I heard the running footsteps. Her cackle sending shivers up my spine.

Kenzo's mum: i can see you! Haha!! I'm gonna getcha!! I'm gonna getcha!! Haha!!

She kept repeating it, her voice sensing spikes of fear into my heart. As much as I hated Luca I couldn't put him in danger, I turned down his street and ran straight last his house, noting the police car was still outside.

That didn't deter her, the rapid footsteps grew closer and closer while I ran down the street, the last thing I wanted was for her to catch me. Without thinking I took a sharp right and my breathing catched

A dead end stood before me, her running footsteps slowing to a menacing step step step. As I turned around I came face to face with my own mother, covered in blood.

Me: where's dad?
She just laughed
Me: Where is my father?!

At this her eyes twinkled and she raised her knife, only to watch the beads of blood drip from its blade.

Kenzo's mother: you sure you want to know that boy?

I knew I had to keep her talking, at least until help got here, the distant sound of sirens seemed to unfaze her as she smiled at me. It was the same smile that had given me nightmares for years.

Kenzo's mother: you honestly think they'll arrive before I've finished with you?

My pulse was rapid as I searched around me for an instrument to use as a weapon.
She saw my wondering eyes and let out a laugh... or at least what sounded like one

Kenzo's mother: don't even bother boy. It'll all be over soon.

Before I could speak her bloody hand wrapped around my wrist and I was brought to my knees with a hard tug. She reeked of alcohol and blood, I knew there was no questioning what she was going to do next.

The burn of a blade on my skin told me everything.