The Psychopath's Journey

Drenching Plan

The rain poured heavily that night. I sat on the old sofa watching a show on the TV which didn't catch my interest at all. My eyes glanced at the mobile in my hand frequently. I heard Mum and Dad were fighting from their room. A moment later, I saw my 6 year old sister came out of her room she shared with Bai. She cried. I just glanced at her, didn't bother to bring her in my arms and comfort her. As I followed Dad, I started erase the love I had for my siblings. I didn't really care what happens to them anymore.

I saw her banged on our parents's room door and calling out of Mum. I just heaved a sigh and turned my attention back on the TV.

One minute later, I heard the door was being opened. I turned my attention on my parents 's room. I saw Dad exited the room with crumple and angry face, and then Mum followed him behind.

"Oh yeah! Just go away to Stacey's as usual! I wish you will never come back home again!" Mum shouted. One of her eye had a bruise mark. Dad must've punched her again.

Stacey's was a cheap bar located in the middle of the town.

I turned back. A smirk drew on the corner of my lip.

"Mum, I will grant your wish tonight...." I whispered in my head.

My sister still cried. I heard the door was being shut again as her crying sound fades. Mum took her in, I guess.

I grabbed the ugly old mobile beside me. I dialed a number. I waited until a few rings before the call was picked up.

"He went out already..." Was the thing I told the person on the other side of the line.

I just nodded when the person was telling something. And then the call was cut. I brought the phone down from my ear. I stroked something hard on my back. The butt of the gun. The killer gun I got for the first time after these years I practicing to shoot by the hunting gun my Dad awarded me.

Outside, the rain was still heavily pouring the city of Saskatchewan, not sure when it will stopped finally.

The rural area I lived in has not enough law rangers. There are a lot of crimes which mostly severely violence and robbery had got away without further investigations. Just like Mum's case. Everyone were able to see Mum's condition everyday, but there's no one taking a real action to help her.

The on-off light from outside caught my attention a moment later. I got up from my seat and walked to the wide glass window. I pushed the brownish white curtain to see outside. I have to clean away the dirt on the window to see clearly outside. There was a car in front of the yard near the road side. I took a deep breath in and breath it out heavily. I let the curtain falls,.then I turned to my parents's room door and my sibling's. Again I took a deep breath in and breathed it out again.

That moment, I knew that I still have a little love left in me for my Mum and my younger siblings. I didn't want to make Mum becomes a widow and my siblings and orphan. But is it better if they don't have Dad in their life? He didn't want to let them go, yet he never take care of their lives and provide them a better living. He tortured them, instead.

I grabbed the door's handle and twisted it open. I exited the house and closed the door behind me. I looked to the right and the left before I pulled my hoodie of my coat over my head to protect me from the downpour.

I jumped off the staircase which only three steps away from the ground and ran to the car that waiting for me. I stood on the side of the passenger seat but I saw there was a passenger there. It was Mona. He looked at me from behind the window. He had her short curly golden hair brushed all to the back and a dark gray coat hugged her completely.

I moved to the back seat and opened the door that already unlocked by the driver and then I jumped into the car. I was settling myself into a comfortable sitting position when Mona started to speak.