My father has always done this. Ever since I was little. He's lose his temper and either hit me or my mum. I was just bracing for impact. But then I remembered...
"Scarebear..."
"What the fuck?"
"Scarebear..."
"What are you doing? Shut up!" I open my eyes for the last one.
"Scarebear..." My dad froze. Just.. Still... Marcus runs in.
"Are you okay?!"
"Yeah.."
"We have to go. The train comes at 3:30 am. It's 3:24."
"Okay." We run as fast as we can and make it a minute early. We board the train and wait for our stop. We get off at our stop and we run into a flower person.
"Uhm.. Excuse me?" I try to get the flower persons attention.
"Hello!" She has a very high voice. It's pretty.
"Uhm. Could I get dire..." I hear the voice in my head yelling at me to stop and just walk away. So I do so.
"Hm. Okay. Have a lovely day!" She yells back to me. I ignore her. My gut is telling me not to listen to the voice in my head. But I don't listen. I just keep moving. further. and further. into the trap...
TO BE CONTINUED...
