My Boyfriend's Back

prologue

A/N: Here you go! It's just the prologue because I'm just now starting it but I'll be working on it more this weekend.
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Wednesday 5:30 PM
September 27, 1995

I was pushing my food around my plate as my mother and sister laughed about something. Dad was away for work and wouldn't be home until this weekend. I hated when he was gone. I didn't have the best relationship with my mother. Not for about a year now, after I saw her with a guy that wasn't my father. Sidney was off with Billy when I came home from hanging out with Casey, one of my best friends. I came home to find her kissing some other man before he snuck out the back door.

She knew she had been caught and begged me not to tell dad or Sidney. And me not wanting to be the one to ruin our family I kept her dirty, filthy secret. Sidney still thought she was the best mother in the world. They were best friends. I mean they were always close. I had a relationship with our mother before I caught her but it wasn't like her relationship with Sid. Sid was always her favorite. Sidney was a good girl while I was the one who liked to test my limits. Sidney was also a year older than me so she was the first.

I was always closer to dad. Spent most of my time with him because he accepts me for who I am. Mom was always complaining about something I was doing. My music was too loud. Music would get me anywhere in life. It wasn't a realistic dream. But Sidney wanting to go to school for drama and theater to be an actress was a realistic dream. She didn't like the music I listened to most of the time. I liked to listen to basically anything but mostly rock or even mental. You know stuff from Queen to Metallica. Maybe a little pop, electropop, or electronic rock.

But really it didn't matter what I was playing, it was always too loud. She even complained when I would be downstairs in the basement playing and making my own music. Dad had made one of the rooms down there into a mini studio for me. It was soundproof and she still bitched. And okay maybe I would be a little definite and would play my guitar too loud with the door open. But only when she pissed me off badly enough.

I looked over at the clock to see it was almost six. Stu should be here soon to take me to work. I could drive myself but he was going over to Billy's so he offered to take me. "I'll miss you for the three hours I have to go without seeing you."  I pushed my chair back and stood up. "What're you doing? You haven't eaten anything on that plate?" I looked over at my mother. "I'm not hungry and I have work," I told her. I cleaned my plate off, dumped the untouched food in the garbage, washed my plate and walked out the door. Just as I shut it behind me Stu pulled into the driveway.

When I got into the car he pulled me closer to him and connected our lips. "Your mom's watching from the door. She doesn't look happy," he said against my lips. I hummed, "yeah, I didn't eat her food and threw it in the trash. Let's go please." He nodded and kissed me again before pulling out of the driveway. I looked over to where my mother stood, her arms crossed. I would probably get some fucking lecture when I get home tonight.

After work Stu was there waiting for me. It was ten at night and I was tired. "There she is!" I rolled my eyes and laughed when he picked me up and spun me around. "Put me down!" I laughed. He set me back on my feet, kissed me like he hadn't seen me in years and then looked  behind me. "What's up, geek boy?" I heard Randy sigh behind me. "Fuck off, Stu. I'll see you tomorrow," he said, walking to his car after locking up the store.

As I had predicted I got a lecture when I got home. "I told you I wasn't hungry. Don't you have some guy to meet? Cheat on dad some more?" I asked. I kept my voice low so Sidney wouldn't hear me. My mother's eyes widened then my head snapped to the side. "Oh, my god. Yn, honey, I'm sorry." I shook my head and scoffed, ran up the stairs and slammed my door shut. She has never laid her hands on me like that. I wiped at my eyes, harshly wiping the tears away. I just wanted to climb into bed and go to sleep so that's what I did.

Thursday 9:30 PM
September 28, 1995

I stood at the counter, leaning on my elbows trying not to lose my eyes in the back of the head at how hard I keep rolling my eyes. "Oh, my god, Randy! Shut the fuck up!" I groaned. He's been going on non-stop about my sister and how she should break up with Billy and go out with him. I never liked Billy all that much but I tolerated him because he was my sister's boyfriend and Stu's best friend. Plus we all grew up together.

"What? It's true! I could totally treat her better and give her more!" I let out a loud laugh at that. "Oh yeah, you can give her more? Like what Randy? You're a fucking virgin and have zero experience. You've never even had a girlfriend. Have you ever kissed a girl before? Don't answer, that was rhetorical." He glared at me, "I kissed a girl!" He huffed, turning around and putting the rest of the returns away. "Oh yeah, who? Your mom?" I laughed. "Oh ha ha, very funny!"

After closing I got in my car and headed home. When I walked inside the house was dark. "Sid! Mom!" I called out. Nobody answered so I started up the stairs. When I got closer to the top I noticed the bedroom light to my parents room was on. "Mom!" I got to the top and listened for any movement or voices but heard nothing. I walked closer to the bedroom door when I heard a noise downstairs. "Hello? Sidney?" I called down over the railing. Again I was met with silence.

I shrugged and turned around to face the bedroom door, raised my fist and knocked. "Mom, you in there?" I asked. The door creaked open a little so I grabbed the handle only to touch something wet. "Gross." I wiped my hand on my shirt and pushed open the door. "M–" I gasped, stumbling back when I saw the room. Mom was on the floor, eyes wide, staring up at the ceiling. Everything was covered in blood.

The ceiling, the walls, the furniture, the floor. The floor was soaking in blood where she lay. She was covered in blood. I dropped to my knees beside her. "Mom?" I whispered. Her eyes were glossed over and vacant. "Mom?" I shook by the shoulder. I could feel the blood soaking into my jeans. A loud sob left me when my brain finally caught up and it recognized that she was dead. She had been murdered. I fell back onto my ass and pushed myself away from her to try and stand. I was covered in her blood.

I used the dresser to help me stand, my hands shook. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't process anything. "Mom! Yn! Anyone home?" My head whipped to the side towards the open bedroom door. I heard Sidney's footsteps coming up the stairs. "Mom?" I forced my feet to move and rushed out of the bedroom. "Sidney stopped in her tracks when she saw me. "Yn? What–why…" she looked at the bedroom and tried to rush past me but I grabbed a hold of her before she could get into the room. We both fell to the floor Sidney was screaming after seeing the room. Our mother was dead m, brutally murdered.