I have everything planned out perfectly, I waited two-weeks for this moment. It wasn't easy getting away from Laya. I made up a lie saying my brother needed me, I have a feeling that's going to bite me in the ass later.
We pull up to the house that brings back so many harsh memories."just lay here I promise this won't hurt" 'But it does hurt it hurts a lot inside' "be a good boy and don't you move" 'I'm not a boy..'
"Hey you okay?" I snapped out of my thoughts by Lo yeah she wouldn't let me do this only, though the bitch can barely walk. "Yeah I'm good let's do this"
I open the car door dressed in all black, I pull my hoodie over my head. I see all the lights are off as expected at 2am. I know this house like the back of my hand I know every creek every turn and crack.
I signal for Lo to stay back while I make sure everything is clear. They hide a key under the flower pot, typical fucking idiots. I would've thought they'd be smart enough to get an alarm by now.
Walking through the door I'm met with the grand staircase. Above my head is an all diamond chandelier; to my left I can see the family room. So many memories flood my mind I focus myself back on the task.
"Okay I wanna do this fast and smooth" I say leading us upstairs into the master bedroom. I feel myself get dizzy my stomach feels queasy, this is where they would take me to 'play' with them. I feel Lo hand on my shoulder calming me down.
I walk over the bed, looking at these monsters I should've killed them a long time ago. They have caused us so much suffering that's end now. The power that they once held over me is no more, I'm taking it back.
Aiming the gun at Gerald my so called uncle, I don't hesitate to pull the trigger. Even with the silencer it wakes up my aunt. I smirk being that's exactly what I wanted. I wanted her to see me, to see I killed her precious husband.
All I hear are her screams I feel nothing when I hear her saying hateful things to me. "For someone who's about to die you sure have a potty mouth" I say with a smirk.
"Fuck you, oh wait I did" she says with a malicious laugh. I laugh with her which makes her stop looking at me side ways. "Ha no I wouldn't let you, you sick bitch now you'll die"
Pulling the trigger I feel as if I'm finally free. I feel hot tears coming down my face, they aren't remorseful they're tears of liberation. They can't hurt me or anyone else. I planted bombs all over their house weeks ago they never saw me coming.
Walking out the house I take one last look at my horrible childhood. As I burn this place down I burn the memories that this place holds. With a push over a button I see the whole house go up in flames.
I take a picture it's too beautiful not to this would make a great art piece. I pick up my phone and call them "it's done we are finally free from their mental hold I love y'all" I smile at their response and hang up.
Now I have to go home and explain all this to Laya and hope I don't end up in the dog house for a week.
YOU ARE READING
NEW LOVE
RomanceCatalaya 23, has detached herself from her home life to discover herself and chase her dreams, she doesn't believe she can be loved but will meeting Paris change everything for her?
