I'm a neighbour, neighbour of Hamilton family. They are a small family, well a weird family. No one visits them, none of their relatives used to come over to them because I never saw one. A husband, wife and a son (17), he was silent and doesn't meet people much yet looked too distressed and tensed. I'm Molly, his school teacher. His name was Traven, he never came to my apartment, not even greets when I was living just next to his. Really awkward!!! Because many students used to come to me for some of their doubts, maybe he isn't that sociable. In school, he was alone, no one to hangout with. I felt bad, don't know why. I several time tried to ask him somehow, he never answered me. His parents were both in some kind of job. They were also not so much into the society thing. They live apart, not even let Traven go out, or it's just he doesn't go. One day, when I was back from my school around 4:00pm I saw a little girl around 10 years going in their apartment with Mrs. Hamilton. Well I was surprised to see her, because I've never seen that girl here in our area before. They would've adopted her or maybe she would be their relatives' daughter or something. I went to my apartment, I never see the girl leaving. Traven was more disturbed from that day, I could see it. It passed about 2 weeks, when I was going through some local news channel my jaw dropped. I saw the photo of that girl I had seen entering Hamiltons' apartment. The news said, she was kidnapped two weeks ago. Unfortunately, the girl was dead. The police found her body near a drain in a deserted alley. Her family had reported her missing report, the police have been searching for her when they finally found her like this. Her body was in a really disgusting form, the girl's internals were not there. Her head was cracked almost broken, her brain was leaking through her ears. It was horrible to look at that picture which was so bad in blurred picture, then how it would've been looked actually. Her parents were so lost in sorrow, they never talked on media as they didn't stop crying. People who reported for her body, they vomited, some fainted. They said the girl was beautiful and was so pretty and now she was dead like this. I was so much shocked by this news, but it even made me curious that could it be the Hamiltons. I was insecure, whatif they've done this? I was so uncomfortable. I walked out to the near by cops to tell them about this but I was stucked when I saw Traven moving in a busy road carelessly as if he didn't care. I quickly rushed down to him grabbing him and pulling him on the edge of the road, we both fell. I screamed, "What the hell you think you were doing?" He said nothing, I pulled him up, and asked again, "Tell me. Is life doesn't mean anything to you?"
He started sobbing, I realised I was freaking out. I made myself a bit calm and took him to a small park. We sat on a bench. I made him comfortable in my arms, he stopped, "I'm sorry miss." I just smiled unsure. It had passed 10mins, I asked him, "Can you tell me, why you did that? I'm just like you elder friend." His eyes refilled with water, he hugged me tightly, "They are not my parents, they're beast. They killed that girl and had killed many more." He cried, "I'm really sorry. I couldn't do anything, they would've killed me. I was scared. They are detestful, they feed on them." My eyes widened, "Wha-what are y-you saying?" I stammered.
"Yes, this is true, I've seen. They are demons, I hate them. They make me bring girls, if I don't they beat me and torture me." He was terrified, I couldn't believe listening these. "They would torture them and kill them by different cruel, shame ways. They would feed on them, when they're done they would just throw them in the trash can and throw them away somewhere like shit." "I hate them very much, I can't just live their I just wanted to die."
I said calming him down, "You don't need to do such thing, I will help you. We should go to the police, they will help you." I assured him to which he startled, "No no no no... they won't. I've tried but my parents well so called parents had told them that I was sick. When we got home, they've beaten me like anything." I could see the fear in his eyes. I asked him, "Then what can we do?"
"Let's go to my home, I've some proofs I guess. They aren't home."
I was surprised that he had proofs and even then he was coming for suiciding. I ignored, we walked to his apartment. It was dim there, their home smelt really strange.
I'll post the second part tomorrow, and thank you all for reading my stories. I'm highly obliged to you all. I love you people. :) ♡♡ (:
