Shouldn't

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 - 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯

-IVORY-

It's been an hour of Leah talking to me about jumping people or on them. Why it was fun and why I should do it to people. I hate to admit it but I was interested it did seem fun, I could do it to Isia.

I'm not sure if the basement was sound proof or if it was just really quiet down there but I couldn't hear anything from down there. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing but I was worried it's been half over an hour and they were still down there.

What was taking so long?

Just before all the dreadful thoughts popped up in my head, Imani came into the room with Vivian. Imani was mostly clean with only a little blood on her hands but Vivian looked like a killer. Her eyes had sparks in them and she had this big smile on her face while she was covered in blood.

"He only wishes to talk to you"

At those words I felt all of my worries come over me and run wild in my head. The color ran from my face as my stomach went wild and my throat started to close up.

He wants to talk to me.

"Talk to him"

A voice said in the corner of my brain but it wasn't Angie, I've never heard this voice before. The voice was deeper and strange. It also had a dark yet powerful energy and before I knew it that numbing feeling was back.

I couldn't feel much, the feelings were there but I was like they were background emotions like something was blocking them back.

"Okay" I say shortly, standing up and signaling them to lead the way.

The closer we got the more those worried thoughts disappeared. Then more evil thoughts started to settle in. Until we were in front of the basement door.

"Kill him"

oh

With that thought all of them were gone, that one being the only one that stuck.

I hated that I thought of hurting someone like that but it was him so it had this cooling sensation in my brain at the thought of hurting him like he's hurt me.

I don't think I could do it though, no matter what happens. I don't think I have it in me. The thoughts didn't mean anything nor does me repeating it to myself.

I'm not doing it.

Walking down the basement stairs it felt like something was pulling at my heart.

Looking around it was a little table filled with Torture tools I could never name.

Everyone was looking at me, Everyone was bloody and it was an unsettling sight for me if I'm honest.

"If you want we'll wait for you upstairs" Vivian says softly as she grabs my hand getting blood on it.

I look down at her hand feeling the cold liquid on my hands now.

"Okay" I say with a nod, causing all the them to leave the basement.

Once everyone was gone Alaina and Isia stood in front of me.

Alaina leaned in, giving me a kiss on the forehead before leaving.

Isia just stood there looking at me before she smiled at me and gave me a kiss.

"Do what you feel is right, the basement is soundproof so we won't hear. Be careful and don't hurt yourself" She says softly, placing a gentle kiss on my head before she leaves.

"Isn't that cute not only one but two? I knew the training would do you well" He says with a chuckle.

I look at him finally meeting his eyes. He looked the same as always, just older and bloodier.

"Why do you want to talk to me?" I ask quietly.

"I wanted to see my child, Is that a crime?" He says with a smirk.

"No" I say looking down at my shoes as I play with my shirt.

"Still a little bitch I see you learn nothing. What did you do when you ran? Ran to be bitched by other people?" He questioned me as I walked closer to him.

"I ran so I would stop being bitched and like a bug you couldn't stay away" I say feeling myself being angry with his disgraceful words.

"Yet as I said you're still a little bitch, I'm disappointed" He says looking away with a scoff.

"I'm not trying to make you proud" I say knowing deep down in that sentence was a lie.

"Are you sure? cause you came in here for a reason. You did exactly what I wanted" He says, making me quiet.

"You could never make me proud, No matter what you did. Never good enough like the mother you killed" He says, making my heart stop.

"I didn't kill her" I whisper

"Yes you did, the gun was in your hand. You shot her. Her death is in your hands" He says looking down at my blood covered hands.

I look down seeing the blood, it's not her blood but once it was.

That numbing sensation started to come back stronger than ever. That powerful energy was back and it was like something was watching over me.

"I thought it was you" I snapped, causing him to laugh.

"Couldn't even kill the right person, such a disgrace to call you a daughter" He says glaring at me with those evil eyes.

"You think I want to call you a father? After all you did to me? Let your friends hit me, let them do unspeakable things, you hit me! I was underground until 19!" I yell in his face causing him to roll his eyes.

"You'll never understand, I was teaching you what school or no other could. If you would've learned it would've stopped but things just don't stick to you" He spats at me narrowing his eyes at me.

"I didn't need to learn anything, you did!" I yelled feeling as if I was at the edge of snapping on him again.

"Then do it! Teach me the lesson I wanted to teach you! Do it make me proud! this is your chance to do it!" He yells moving around in his chair.

I take a second to overthink his words.

Make him proud?

Make him proud...

Make him proud.

"now"