//Evil MC// - a story about two twins {OBEY ME FANFIC}

~The Promise pt. 2~

{ Hello My loves ^^ Here is part 2 of M/C's backstory so stay tuned for these mini's here. Okay thank you for your time and enjoy, also please play the song it'll make more sense for the story a bit :3}
Poku= ITALIC

Yelling= BOLD

•Jan 07,2022- published at 5 am•
-\\M/C's POV//-

It's been almost a year since my mother's death nothing has changed really.  My dad the same alcoholic as ever, he has no charges cause of course he got rid of evidence, and since "I'm just a kid" I don't know what i'm talking about.

I'm honestly tired of all of this bullshit. I hate my dad. I hate Poku.  I hat how they treat me. I haven't done a GOD damn thing! You know what. I'm gonna run away they don't give a damn about me either way but im'ma leave with a bang.

I smirk.

I go get my backpack and i pack my stuff. I go place gasoline i found in the garage and i put it all in the kitchen. I hear footsteps and i stop what i'm doing.

"M/C?... What are you doing?" Poku looked at me in shock. He just woke up from a nap.

"M/C why are you doing this?! All we have done is take care of you!" He yells in disbelief.

I laugh uncontrollably.

"PFFT- OH REALLY? Then WHY THE HELL IS MY MOTHER DEAD?! ALL DAD HAS DONE IS PUNISH ME! AND YOU WERE THERE WHEN HE DID IT TO MOM! AND WHAT DID YOU DO?! NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOTHING."
Tears stroll down my cheeks as i remember the torture of my mother screaming for him to stop.

"Why didn't you tell dad to stop?! WHY WHY WHY?! AM I THE ONLY ONE TO SUFFER? WHY WAS I BORN IN THE FIRST PLACE?!"
I CRY AND CRY.

As i slow my wailing tears. I look at Poku if you guys really loved me then why was I the only one out of us two who got hurt by father.

I turn my back away from him and I say.

"Goodbye Poku and go to hell father.."

I light up the match and i throw it on the floor as Poku runs towards me to stop me. But as the match hit the ground where the gas was he launched towards me and we both went through the back door falling on the ground.

I banged my head so as I was getting up things were fuzzy and i saw Poku yelling at the house. He was yelling father so many times. I started laughing he's finally burning in flames he will finally feel the same feeling my mother felt when he tortured her and eventually killed her.

Poku looked at me as I was laughing. He was angry i've never seen that on his face before it suits him.

"Are you bloody insane?! What the hell! M/C" He grabs my collar and he was about to punch me.

"Do it." I look at him dead in the eyes. He pauses.

"You'll be just like that damn father of yours." I smile. He grunts and pushes me away from him.

"Just go i don't fuvking want to see you. Im'ma go get Father." He runs back into the house.

The house goes up in flames as i stand up. You idiot. Your gonna also get yourself killed i'd be surprised to see you burnt. Oh well. I shrug and i go on my way.

I continue walking down and down the street until I reach a nearby park with a bench. I sit down since I'm tired. I get my backpack and put it in front of me as I open my zipper to get a snack.

"Um.. hello there did you also run away?"

Hm? Someone is talking to me? I look up and I see a white haired boy he had a bandage on his cheek.

"Yes I did. Did you also?"

•ALSO M/C is like 14 yrs old right now in the backstory•

He shuffles a bit but he sits next to me. I didn't mind.

"Um yea I did. Why did you run away?" He asked curiously.

"I ran away because my family wasn't the nicest to me... also before I ran away I burnt my house" I look up at him.

He didn't look shocked.
"Oh well I ran away because of similar problems except it was my mom she wasn't the nicest plus she'd try things with me... like inappropriate things.." He hugs himself.

"Awe im sorry to hear that. But hey at least you won't go through that anymore! What's your name?"

He looks at me and does a little smile.
"My name is Solomon and I'm kind of a sorcerer I'm not that powerful though".

"That's SO cool Solomon! My name is M/C and I'm not exactly a sorcerer but my mom did tell me I had a hidden talent.."

He looks at me shocked.
"I've never been called cool before.." he chuckles. "Thank you, and what talent?"

I look around nervously.
"Well I can kind of lift up things? With my mind. It's nothing much really" I rub my hand against the back of my head."

He gasps. "What! No way that's cool I've only been able to do spells and enchantments but lifting up stuff not really. I could teach you if you'd like!"

I look at him. " Really!? Well I'll take up the offer then." I stick out my hand.
"From here on out we're gonna become accomplices and friends agreed?"

He takes my hand and shakes it as he smiles.
"Agreed!"

•WELP that's the end of this story expect more later on^^ and stay tuned for the next parts of this fanfic thank you so much for being herrreeeeee! BYE NOW⭐️•