Screaming Bloody Murderer

12

Jay had left Gale in his room, by the time Liz arrived. He was now knocking on Leo's door. He answered shirtless and his eyes were black as coal.

"What." He said. Leaning his arm on the doorway.

"What's wrong with you?" He glared pushing him inside. Leo stumbled five feet because of Jay's strength.

"Don't do that again." He said pushing jay, too.

"Why are you being such and asshole to her? Two days ago you didn't want her to know you killed Ember, now you tell her you liked it."

"It's none of your business."

"You're right. It might be fucked up but it isn't, It turned into my business when she comes crying telling me you pushed her." Jay said glaring. The vein on his neck throbbing.

"What a blabber mouth."

"I'm sorry I haven't heard your excuse or an apology."

"Oh and you're not getting one. Now get of my room because unless you want to fly out of it." He glared threatening.

*

Gale was worried and scared for what was happening to Leo. He couldn't wait to hear what happened in their room. When he heard knocking he ran to see if it was him, but it was Andrew.

"Helloooo, Andrew. Come right in."

"Ugh Gale, Why didn't you shut the door in his face."

"Liz, just because he doesn't think you're pretty it means we have to treat him like shit." Gale falsely smiled.

Andrew snickered and took a sit in Gale's bag seat.

"Andrew, we were talking about our childhoods."

"Yeah, let's hear yours out."

"Nah, I don't think you would be interested."

"Oh, please. At least start it."

"Very well. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"You haven't"

"My childhood wasn't a very happy one, at all. I grew in a very poor family of four; Mother, sister and an abusive father. He used to hit and rape my mom when she decided that she didn't love him. And if that wasn't enough he started fucking m sister too. He made me watch it all. If I dared close my eyes or talk back he would beat me, dig knives under my nails and cut my neck." He drew his hair from the back of his head. Straight shiny lines were there to prove his story. "We never left and were fed 6 slices of bread for an entire week. Eventually he killed my mother when she tried to stab him. He repeatedly hit her with a shovel.

"One day he came drunk- something he never did, neither he used drugs. How twisted is that? He did the things he did out of pure conscience, not a chemical unbalance. Anyway, he had stumbled asleep on the floor. He forgot to lock the basement so I reached for the bottle of alcohol and burned his flesh."

"Why didn't you just stab him or call the police?" Liz asked him petrified.

"I obviously wanted him to suffer. When I ran for my sister, i found her in the bathroom floor. A ripped off rope around her neck and blood gushing from her head. But she still breathed so I took a bag and you know..."

"You killed her?"

"Aye."

"Why didn't you help her? Call for an ambulance?"

"She wanted to die. She was suffering." Andrew spat getting worked up. "If i did instead; okay, she survived- Life wasn't going to get any easier. She wasn't going to forget. I was lucky, though. A wealthy family took me under their care."

"Why would a rich couple take someone like you? No offense."

"Liz!" Gale said elbowing her.

"None taken. I asked myself that too. It turned out they liked damage kids. The freaks amused themselves my 'fixing' us.' Now I'm here having the time of my life." He said sarcastically while leaning back. "What a joy."