Cry for me

5. Slam dunk

I grabbed her elbow and walked towards the exit when she glanced outside. She quickly threw herself to the ground so her father couldn't see her.

'' I'll help you and you'll help me.''

''What?'' she sounded breathless, terrified.
"I know you have a way of getting into the library! There has to be!''

She shook her head, ''but we can't!''

''Yes, we can, I'm going to need for you to get into the library. You need to open the main door for me, okay? I'll hold him back as long as I can!''

She looked unsure until the sound of his yells got louder. I looked out of the door windows to see him stumbling towards us. She nodded before she crawled to the side so he couldn't see her.

She looked at me, ''Make it hurt.''

I smirked and at that exact time, he drunkenly stumbled into the building. I wasted no time running into him and pushing him into the ground in the opposite direction of her. She ran out before he could see her, and he slowly got back up.

''What the fuck man!'' He drunkenly mumbled, ''I thought we had a deal!''

I quickly kicked him back down.

''I don't make deals with drunkards. What did I tell you? What was our deal?!''

I slammed his body into a locker, but he quickly stumbled back up. He grabbed his bat and swung at me. I had missed the first swing but the second one hit me right in the side of my face. A great reminder of my childhood, but I wasn't the same kid anymore. I grabbed his hand before he could swing again and bent all his fingers at once loving the sound of bones breaking when they weren't my own. I took the bat from him and wasted no time slamming it into his face. Blood splattered everywhere and it looked like I had broken his nose.

''Answer me!''

I swung again until I saw him weakly motion at me to come closer. Smirking I moved closer.

''We,'' He spat on me and laughed,'' I don't know what sick game you're playing but I don't play games with little immature-''

His little speech was interrupted as I knocked the words out of him.

I looked at his groaning oversized body sputtering on the floor trying to get away and I thanked the many years I had spent at the gym in order to regain control over my life. I grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up before pushing him ahead of me. The library door opened completely, and it was the perfect timing. I dragged him along to the library and pushed him inside.

''What- '' Alice jumped back and looked down at her father horrified. She stared at his frame until he moved, her eyes filled with what looked like disappointment and I smiled.

''I didn't think that it would be fair for me to have ALL the fun.'' I pushed the bat towards her. ''You get to finish him.''

She looked at me like I was crazy. ''No! I can't- I can't do that!''

''OF course, you can! You spent most of your life being beaten by him! Aren't you angry! Why does he deserve to live?''

''He's still my father and I can't kill him!''

''Why do you think he is here?''

''I... You know what I shouldn't even be here! I don't know what I was thinking. Him being in pain or dead won't fix anything!''

She attempted to move past me, but I grabbed her. Is this what disappointment feels like? She disregarded my warnings and now she's refusing to accept this gift that I placed right in front of her.

- She doesn't think you're good enough! Just like everyone else. She's making a fool out of you for trying and she doesn't even take your warnings serious!

She tried to push me away, but I tightened my grip on her and shoved the bat in her hands. Her useless father had managed to crawl away a bit, but we reached him in less than two seconds. I ignored her protest as I brought our hands down and swung at the dude. I could hear her cries and feel her muscles tense as they fought against my overpowering strength.

She didn't keep up the fight though. Soon her own hands moved before mine did. It became easier as she didn't fight it. I let go of her, but she didn't stop swinging at him. The only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of the bat coming in contact with his body. He was no longer screaming in pain, but his screams were replaced with hers as she relived all the nights that he had been her oppressor. She cried, yelled and slammed the bat into him until her throat was sore and she fell to the ground exhausted.

He was dead and she'll be joining him soon. I grabbed my backpack and pulled out some of my pre-set chloroform handkerchiefs and held it in front of her face to knock her out. I had a lot to do and I couldn't have her slowing me down after all.

I grabbed my phone and dialled a number, ''Sean be at the library in no more than 5 minutes. It's show time.''