Pistanthrophopia

Chapter 2 "Age 14"

"You're useless." My father screams at me as I try to pick up the broken glass on the ground. I triped while I was bringing plates to the table for dinner, my younger brother just sitting, eyes shut and ears blocked trying not to listen to our father yelling at me

Im used to it tho, it just doesn't faze me anymore. When he's done yelling and goes to the couch to finish his beer, I go to my brother hiding in his room. He still hides every time our father's at home unless father wants him to do something while Im at school.

I open the door to my brother's room and see him hiding under his bed, his usual spot. Im tired after a long day at school, but I still always spend time with my little brother. His name is William and he's twelve, two years younger than me. He has white hair and diamond blue eyes. He's got a kind heart, he just doesn't show it.

I go to the edge of the bed and go on my knees. "It's okay dad's in the living room, you can come out now it's just me." I hear shuffling under the bed and see a tiny head peaking out.

He crawls into my arms and hides his face on my shoulder. I hold him tight and keep him close, he's all I have. My mother left after William was born so it's just me and my brother, while our father drinks. I can feel my shoulder getting damp with Will's tears. "Hey, it's okay look at me it's okay. I'll get us out of this hell hole when I have enough money okay? I promise" I say in a comforting voice.

"It's cold Michael"

I pick him up and tuck him in bed. I go to my room and walk past my father's room to see if he's asleep. Tomorrow is the last day of school, so I can sleep once I've called Ivy. She's my best friend and at the moment my only friend.

I do have a little crush on her, but I know she doesn't like me back but thats okay. We're better off as friends. I fall on my bed and unlock my phone to see I have three misscalls from Ivy. I try to call her back but she doesn't answer, she always answers the phone when I call. Maybe she's busy.

I call one more time to see if she'll answer. She doesn't, somethings wrong, I stand up and run to the back door. I open it and rush to her house, the window is usually open for when William needs a place to stay because of me and father arguing, but it's locked.

I go to the front door to see if it's locked but it isn't, it's bashed open with the lock broken. I run inside to see my father standing in Ivy's doorway with bloody hands, his right hand has something in it.

I look past him and see Ivy on the floor. There's blood splattered on the walls all around them. Ivy is laying on the floor with my father standing over her, with her heart in his hand. I look down at Ivy and see a hole in her chest. Father, h-he killed her.

"IVY!" I scream as I push past my father. Ivy looks at me as I fall to my knees next to her. I pull her closer to me and lay her head on my thighs with her eyes looking at meas I look at her feeling like I've failed. "Ivy hey, hey don't close your eyes just look at me ev-everythings going to be alright. Im here just please, please don't leave me."

Somehow I lost my breath along the way because I can't seem to breathe. I look at my father, he has a numb expression on his face, so I look back down at Ivy. Her blood has stained my hands and clothes. She's looking at me but the shine in her eyes are gone, where's her shine?

I look back up at my father he still has that same numb expression. I can feel myself filling with rage.

"You promised me you wouldn't hurt her, she's the only person that ever cared for me, other than William, I can't believe I trusted you!" That was the first time I ever shouted at my father like that.

"It was necessary." He said in defense. "How? In what messed up world would that be necessary for anyone to kill the only person that was ever there for me, through tick and thin. She was the one who sat and listened to me, not you, not Will, not mom, hell not even Lucian was there for me it was always Ivy!"

I look down at Ivy again, this time with a tear rolling down my face, I wipe it away, refusing to let my father see me cry. "She was the one that stole my heart, she's the one person I loved." I cry. "I loved her Arthur, I really did." I glance at the person that I thought was my father and he looks away from me his expression looks like regret, but I can't tell.

"You love her?" His voice sounds raged. "Yes, I do, as much as I am capable of loving someone." He looks back at me with a tear in his eyes. "I-Im sorry." That's the first time in fourteen years of my life that I've heard my father apologize to me or anyone for that matter, exept my mother. "I have forgiven you so many times before father, but how many times more am I supposed to forgive you?"

My father looked at me one more time looking surprised at the rage and anger in my eyes, he drops Ivy's heart, turns around and walks out the door.

I've never been so angry before, maybe it's because my father just killed one of the only people I care about or because he just walked out the door with her blood in his hands. "I love you Terrence." I hear Ivy say but it's not her, Ivy's voice has never been this quiet. I look down at her lifeless body in my arms, she looks so tired and cold.

I hate it, she's supposed to be warm and lively. This just isn't right. Her eyes fall close and the grip she had on my arm let's go and falls in the puddle of blood on the ground.

No, I don't want to let go. I can't let go, not of her. Not now please. Please, I can't do this without her.

"No, no, no please don't leave me. I still need you, please come back."