It's All a Lie

Chapter 9-Stop It

Avia's POV

The door knob turned,and we ran to the middle of the floor pretending to clean it up. I glanced over at Gavin who was filming everything.
This it Avia. You're an actor,an actor okay,you can do this.

I heard dad groan,I hope he dropped the key. After a few more tries the door opened. They stepped in,and Emmi and I looked up with a scared look on our face.

"Mom! Dad! I thought you wouldn't be home for another few hours! I swear we were just-" Before I could finish my sentence,I was slapped,hard,across my cheek. I fell down.

Perfect.

"We were just playing dress up,then everything spilled!" Emmi said running up to mom,and mom also slapped her. But Emmi stayed standing.

"What? Now what! Are you gonna squirt shampoo im our eyes then drown us in the pool! Huh? Like you did to me today!" Emmi said shouting at mom.

Mom punched her hard in the jaw.

"Just finish them up babe,I gotta upload the vlog." Dad said looking down at us. He walked into the room,and I waited for him to come back out screaming.

"Where the hell is my computer!" He said looking right at me. I stood up.

"D-dad,we were watching Youtube videos,and the window was open. I-I was running away from them cause I wanted the screen to myself,and I accidently tripped and your laptop fell out of the window. He looked over at the opened window,and balled his hand into a fist. I stumbled back and tripped on Emmi's arm,causing me to fall.

"D-dad,no,no stop please! Please I didn't mean it!" All of a sudden,Brock came running.

"Daddy! What are you doing?" He said grabbing his arm. Then,the only thing I saw was Brock being thrown across the room like a rag doll.

"Not now Brock! I'm teaching your sisters a lesson!" Brock was crying in the corner,clutching his head. All you could hear was mom and dad screaming at us,while Brock cried hysterically.

"Do you have any idea,that all the videos were saved on that computer! Six years worth of those videos was on that laptop! What the hell have you done!" Dad said grabbing me by the neck and strangling me.

"Da-stop-can't-breathe!" I tried saying,but I was losing air. Emmi jumped up and tried getting dad's hands off of my neck,but mom quickly pushed her away. I looked over and saw Emmi get hit repeatidly in the head. I hit dad where it hurts,and ran to stop mom,but dad quickly followed behind me and grabbed me by the waist,throwing me down again. He punched me in the sides,my stomach,and in the nose. I couldn't take it anymore,my vision started getting blurry,but I knew I had to pull through.

Mom had now grabbed her eyebrow pencil,and got ready to jab Emmi's eyes out.

"Remember what I said! Be careful,or else you might lose an eye,and now you are!" She said,but before she could do anything,Emmi covered her eyes with her hands and rolled over,kicking her in the head. Emmi and I ran to help Brock,who was still crying.

"Brock,run downstairs and call for help,go!" I shouted at him,and he ran to the door,but dad came out with a knife.

"Where do you think you're going? Huh!" Dad shouted causing Brock to run back to us.

"Let's let everyone know what you two are." Dad said tossing mom another knife. The blade glistened in the light. They scribbled attention whore and brats on our thigh. The blood oozed onto the carpet.

They dragged us by the arm to the window. They pushed us making us fall onto the window ledge.

"And now," they looked at each other with a smile,"we're gonna spill you over the window like you did to the laptop,and the makeup." Mom said with her eyes flaring up.