𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉? 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕?

Chapter 38.

"..dad? When..are you going to teach me...actual stuff? The school is starting to get worried.." the kid explained hesitantly as her and her father walked through the house, leading her somewhere.

The house was on a hill, in the middle of a clearing so if a fire did start.. the only conformation of it would be the house..the destruction of it. Walls crashing into the other, pictures destroyed and burnt. The faint smell of smoke in the air..

You remember it well..dont you?

"That school, is teaching you bullshit." He spat. Not looking down at his kid, the kid looked down at the stairs down to the basement. What now? They never went in the basement for 'teaching'. The father and daughter went down into the basement to see a women.

"Da-" the kid started but got cut off when her father took a sharp turn to face her. The two stared at each other, one with dark green eyes the other with e/c eyes.

"In todays lesson. We'll see what happens when someone..sleeps around. Let's say." The dad explained crossing his arms and turned back around to the women. The woman was chained, down to the floor, blindfolded and her mouth was taped unable to speak.

"..thats not mom..is it?" The kid asks hesitance in her voice, stepping forward a bit to get a look at the woman she had messy hair that was dyed to look like skunk hair the bleach fading out at the tips, her clothes were relatively normal..if you dont count the jewellery, she had cartier, Chanel and many other expensive types.

Your dad scoffs. "No..why would it be? Think of this as a test subject i guess." He says almost as a threat. "Now..let's start with the lesson?"

Your dad walks over to the woman and yanks the chain on the ground, the takes his blade and cut the girls hair so short that if he did another cut it would give a scar on her head.. he then pressed his foot on the elbow of her right arm and...snap. The woman wanted to scream..it was evident, a tear was noticeable streaming down the woman's face.

"See how i broke her arm very demure, very clean, very cutesy." (I'm joking i just wanted to add that.)

"See how i broke her arm? That's something that you need to learn." Your dad points out as he retracted his foot.

The young kid watches..the brutal death of the poor woman, your dad beat her with his blade, hand and a pipe he found on the floor, he broke her nose and stabbed the blade right through her eye.

So..is that what happened to your mother? Your father did say she was a test subject.

Why is there a tree root on this road?!