AHHHHHHHH the scream fills the basement as I pull the small knives from under his fingernails "Did that hurt?" I question, putting pressure on his fingers. AHHHHHHHHHHH He screamed again. "Oh, shut up already. You're such a baby, its pathetic really." I snark
"What's your plan here? Huh Alyvia? If I go missing, people will wonder where I went." I smile sinisterly, "My plan? No, no. It was you, father, that packed your bags and wrote me a sweet little note, saying that you can no longer look at me. How I remind you of my mother so much that it hurts too much. That you needed a way out, how I was old enough to take care of myself. And you left, while I was at school. You see father? No one will look any further. When I finish making your body look un-recognizable, I'll drag your body into the woods and either light you on fire or dig a ditch to put you in. I've been slowly draining your bank account so it will seem like you've been planning this for awhile. You'll be gone and you'll leave no trace to track. Now that you'll be out of the way, Charlie will want to have me spend some time with him over his house instead of being all alone in this big house all by myself. No one will look for you because you don't want to be found. Isn't that right, father?" I ask, sadistically.
"No one will believe it." He says, trying to sound confident. Not sure who he is trying to convince. "Of course they will, I get to be my full bitch self, call it mood swings from you leaving me. I am unable to handle my emotions caused by you abandoning me. It's so believable people will eat out of the palm of my hand. The gossipers at school will eat it up. Welcome to act 3 father. Where you must be killed off." I walk over to the table and pick up a small axes.
"Don't cry daddy, same those tears for the devil, tell him AJ sends her best, will you? We all know that's where you're going anyway." I throw the axe, hitting part of his arm, he screams out in pain. "A-Alyvia s-sto-p ple-as-e." he whaled out.
"Like you did, all these years? Sure father." I stomp over and remove the axe only to swing it into his stomach. Again. And again. And again. Blood ran down my face as if I was Carrie herself. Blood clung to strands of my hair, but I wasn't satisfied. I dropped the axe and took in the sight of my fathers bloody figure.
The blood that covered the plastic on the floor. Blood seeped out of his mouth as he tried to speak. I roll my eyes, walking back to the table. I kept my eyes on him. Blood now showed all over his clothes. I pick up the larger hunting knife, and walk back.
"Its the final act for you. I leaned down so we were eye to eye. Youll die knowing I hate you, I wish you hell. Know that Ill never think about you again. This is goodbye father." I lean in and whisper. "You're time is up." I stand up straight and walk behind him. I raise the knife to his throat and drag it across. Blood poured out of the new flesh wound.
I wait for reality to set in and let out a sigh. Now the real work starts.
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I swung the spiked bat at his face, his head rotated to the side caused by the blow it took. The bat was now drenched in blood so I threw it to the side. I took his body out of the chair and let it hit the floor. I started bagging everything up, I left out the biggest axe and cleaned the benched..
I grab the axe and head over to his body. I swung it down On several parts of his body before throwing the axe in the bag. I take the corners of the plastic on the floor and tie them together on all sides. I double bag it before dragging it up the stairs. I head into the garage, I grab moms car keys and unlock her car. Still having a tight hold on the bag, I pull it over to the trunk of the car and pull it open. After putting the bag in the trunk I walk over to the rack in the corner. I grab the shovels and throw them in the trunk and close it.
Walking back inside I look around the dining room floor, trying to spot any marks left behind. When I found none, I head through the kitchen and into the hallway and up the stairs. Into the master bedroom, I start opening draws and throwing the contents in bags, item by item. I pack everything, making sure to get the little things. I checked that it was almost 5:00 AM. I go in my room to grab something to put on and take everything back into the garage, I throw the bags into the back seats and put my outfit in the passenger seat.
As I start to drive I leave myself to think and plan.
-head deep into the woods, dig a few holes and burn everything
-come home, shower, write the note
-go to school [have to act normal]
-call Charlie crying
Ok easy enough, I stop the car and grab the shovels
I didnt get it before finding the perfect spot to start digging. I place the shovels in an X manner before grabbing everything else out of the car.
After digging a hole big enough I pushed the body bag into the self made ditch. Your time is up father. I light a match and drop it into the ditch. Memories of that night surface.
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PERSON IN THE FLAMES {TWILIGHT}
VampirosAlyvia Justice- (Ah-Lay-vee-ah)- also Known as AJ had been sexually abused for as long as she could remember. Her father would say it was how he showed his love and for a while she believed it. That was until the beginning of 8th grade. She change...
