"mom please!" i hear him. he's defending me. i can't do anything, i'm to weak. he so stupid, he knows what'll happen to him if he defends me. i try to pull my self up. my arms are so weak, almost bone thin. i feel so helpless. this isn't fair. why do they treat us like this. what did we do to deserve this..? "mom.. stop..." i say with my ragged breathes, "what did you say to me??! you disgusting dog!! how dare you speak to me..." she says repeatedly kicking me.
i gasp for air. feeling my insides squishing. i cough. blood? i see blood?? my brothers?? wait no... mine?? i'm bleeding.. from my mouth??!! oh shit. mom isn't going to be happy about this. blood on her carpet?? i'm fucked. "mom stop!! your hurting him!! he's bleeding!!" my little brother is still trying to defend me. what the fuck. he's so dumb. he falls to the ground by our mothers hits.
he starts crying, as much as i wish i could help im just not strong enough right now, i haven't eaten in days, and i've been beaten on everyday for the past week. i slowly start crawling away. trying to make it to a room. the bathroom?? the living room?? the kitchen?? anywhere except here. the basement is always where it happens. i struggle to crawl up the stairs. trying to hold my blood in my mouth at least till i can make it to the toilet or the trash......
*it's okay Liam. i'll get us out of here.. you don't deserve this.*
*the day of the out break..*
i'm tired of this shit. they think they can hurt me?? they think they can hurt Liam? who the fuck do they think they are. i run downstairs grabbing my dads gun. the one he used to shoot my foot. all because i was laying down on the couch being "lazy." and that if i wanted to lay on the couch, and not be productive. i didn't deserve to walk. what kind of fucked up person does that?? apparently my fucking dad. i march back up the stairs. waiting in my room for my parents to arrive home. usually i would be scared for them to arrive. scared of the beating i was going to get for the day. but not today. today i couldn't wait for them to arrive. this is the first time in my life i've been excited. now i see why normal kids love it. the adrenaline running through my body. the humongous smile whipped across my face. the door opens. my mother, she's home! i walk out into the living room, watching her hang her coat up. " i've missed you mother." i say hiding the gun behind my back. " aw your such a sweet boy.~" she says coming to me to embrace a hug. suddenly all my excitement vanishes. she looks at me. seeing me paralyzed. just standing there. not moving. she slowly moves her hand across my chest. "dear? are you okay? you know i love you so much." "mhm." i say she slowly moves her hands down. shit. shit. why. stop. i can't move. i want to say something. i can't. her hand moving down, and down, then stoping. caressing me. "n-no." i say under my breath. "stop.." "what? you want me to stop honey? that's no way to talk to your mother. i've done everything for you." she says as her facial expression turns from love to hate. i've realized that i lve made her mad quickly. shit. she's going to take her anger out on my body. i back up from her. she raises her hand and i quickly pull the trigger. shooting her hand. "AHHHH!! WHAT THE FUCK!! AHHHHH!!" she screams in agony. suddenly all that excitement i once had, comes rushing back. i laugh. giggle even. seeing her in pain makes me happy. i shoot her again, and again, and again, and again. i just can't stop, seeing her there lying dead. it just made me so happy. suddenly i snap back into reality. realizing that i just fucking killed someone. but not just anyone, my mom. the door swings open. it's my dad, he must've heard the repeated gunshots from his car. he looks at me holding the gun in my hand. then looks down at my mother, with hundreds of bullets in her, making her almost unrecognizable. "w-what's have you done... WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE??!!" he says charging at me. i quickly lift the gun up and pull the trigger again, aiming for his heart., missing his chest and penetrating his leg. he loses his balance and falls on the ground. i walk up to him. smiling while still pointing the gun at him. "what's wrong daddy?" i say right before i deliver the last bullet.
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AventuraA zombie apocalypse about six kids, alex, catnreen, Zeek, Kayla, Mina and Simon. an action/ romance/ thriller/ sob story. Complicated relationships between the teens and their family's, they found each other by luck. zeek has only ever wanted a fami...
