"The nightmare never leave but just stay in the darkness ." -The Author
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Warning~ Deep memories
Four day, he locked me in the basement for four days no food or water out in the cold. For years he told me I needed to survive to be independent but he would leave me here for the time I was not at school or at work with him saying it would make me strong.
"Papá!" Milo cried as my father took him down by the arm way to hard for his age, I was fourteen while milo was just eleven and small for his body while I was strong and tall thanks to training.
"You ungrateful baster!" For the first time I was scared as he cut my little brothers down his back. In that moment I yelled for me to take his place and once I did he would never have to hurt again even if he meant being hurt in ways no kid should but I would do anything for my brother and sister.
"Fine you son of a bitch" he shot me on my side and then beat me. I can't breathe, But if it's not me it's them.
"Dad don't" I cry out so loud shaking.
"You'll be strong one day Marco." Now I fucking hate that name.
"It's a dream, Enzo please wake up."Avalon's voice taken me out of a dark memory of him in a second.
"What did he do to you Enzo?" She pulled me closer to her from her side of the bed. Her arms around my body keeping me warm and safe as the flame did once upon a time when I was little in the dark basement room. She is my flame the one who keeps me safe.
"I can fucking breathe,"I felt lightheaded and the room was so dark if it wasn't for her touch I would be scared like I was before. Yet she knew, turn on the light wouldn't help me and see if she knew that so instead she leaned onto the side table next to the bed and pulled out my lighter turning it on and letting it sit in her hand in front of me as I cried in her arms.
"Just relax, I'm here and I'll kill anyone who even thinks about hurting you. Take deep breaths feel the heat from the light." She signed kissing my head.
"Don't leave please." I layer my head on her chest as she played with my hair this felt like love. The loved I never got from my parents and yet she was my girl my best friend and I only just got her back.
"Never, how about we cuddle for a while?" laying down with her as we both stared outside into the dark forest felt peaceful.
Two hours, she fell asleep for two hours while I just looked around lost in the darkness of the night. I wasn't scared I had her but knowing the things he did to them and me feel like a weight I would never to lift off my shoulders the scars on my body hunted me like the grim reaper which is why I took his name.
Getting up and putting on some clothes I took out my gun and knives letting them be spread out on the floor.
"Don't you dare leave to go kill somebody." She said setting up from the bed, her hair behind her naked shoulders.
"I need to relax I need to hurt something." I drop me head down, I'm just so fucking tired of everything.
"I need to let go off my anger, Ivy."
"So do, in the basement there equipment take your anger out there just don't leave don't run away from it because then you're giving him power. Years ago you told me half of what he did and it wasn't pretty but just don't run away." She got up from the bed
"I want to leave," he yelled. "Don't fucking yell at me you cunt and if you want to leave go but I'm going to Milano."
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It's five in the morning and I keep waking up and checking on him to see if he is asleep or not. It hurt me more than anything to know what he went through because of his father, what hurts the most is the fact he went through it and I couldn't help.
I wanted him to take that anger out even if it meant destroying the house. Getting up I and take a shower changing into one of his shirts and black jean with some Jordan ones. It's still a bit cold outside so I made sure to keep the house heater on. I can't watch shake because he's cold and thinks it's normal.
"What are you up?"
Turning around to face him I answers, "Couldn't sleep so I made food and watched a movie."
This time before he could talk there was phone ringing. Mine, an unknown caller.
"Hello?" I put the phone up to my ear.
"Avalon, is this Avalon D'Angelo?" The deep voice seemed familiar?
"Yes?"
"I'm Marco's brother, tell him our sister was taken yesterday. She went to school and never came back but please don't worry him."
"Okay." I whisper.
"What it is?" Dropping the phone I turn to him again.
"The Russians took your sister."
To be continued......
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Hey guys, thanks for reading. I'm once again updating the chapter because when I wrote this I was well 15 but still.
