Unhealthy Obsession

Chapter 5

A U B U R N

"what did you do you disgraceful bitch" Max said grabbing his whiskey bottle and throwing it across me, barely few inches away from my face.

How long is this going to last now.

"All our hardwork and planning. You ruined it all. After all that we do for you and this is how you repay us" He was breathing heavily. His chest heaving up and down.

He reminds me of a gorilla. Pfft.

"Your laughing?! What's so funny huh?" He said grabbing my hair and slamming my head against the wall.

"Are you done or is it gonna continue for a while. I have better things to do than endure this bullshit " I stated.

It was getting on my nerves now. Should I just kill them?

"You fucking bitch. Looks like you need to learn your lesson" he said removing his belt and wrapping it on his palm. Ready to strike me.

Now he looks like a rabid dog.

"I would think twice if I were you Max" I warned him.

"Max?! Im your father you ungrateful wench"

"Did you get that Daisy" I called out.

Behind the pillar, hiding away in the dark, Daisy came out with her phone.

"Y-Yes" she said innocently. Classic example of not to judge a book by it's cover. Daisy could slit your throat with that same innocent face.

"Good, now now. Should I send it to Linkon or the police. Child services perhaps. Oh wait. Maybe the media" I said getting excited at my own ideas.

"You wouldn't dare" he said in disbelief.

"Try me Max."

"Fine. Delete it and I won't punish you" he said his body shaking in anger.

"Beg"

"W-What?!" He said disbelief and anger clear on his face.

Oh dear, how I was enjoying this.

"I. Said. BEG" I said shouting the last part which made him flinch.

His eyes were shooting daggers. Eyes blood red. Mommy dearest was watching from aside as the scene unfolds in utter disbelief. A side audience like always.

I fucking hated this.

"Oh you scaredy cat. Such a pussy Max Azalea. Such a disgrace. Such an ungrateful wench. SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT AND A FUCKING BITCH"

I was panting hard by the end of it. But the look on his face was priceless. That's all it took for my laugh to erupt like a fucking maniac.

It all happened fast. The next moment I was choking for air. A tight grip on my neck. My laughs managed to escape his chock hold.

"Make...sure...t-to....ge-t this...too...Dai-sy" I managed to say in between my laugh and the lack of air.

"Let her go sir. Your killing her." Gabriel stepped in trying to stop him.

Mom stood aside - like always - shaking in fear. Pathetic.

"She deserves to die." Max said tightening his grip.

Is this how I die. I would have preferred drowning or better, a death sentence after killing every fucking person before me. But getting murdered doesn't sound so bad either.

Strangely, his face came into my mind. That ocean blue eyes. It's addictive. Maybe if he died with me I could see him again.

Such a tempting thought.