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"Well what?" I snap at him. "What did you do to my parents?" He finally looks at me, defeated. "Hey, don't yell at me. Everyone else was in on this too." His eyes went from dark blue to black pretty quick. I get up and open the door, but Oliver closes it. "I wouldn't uh, go out there." And right when he says that, I hear my mother scream out in pain. I whip my head towards him and start pounding on his chest. "Let me out of here. What are you doing to my mother!" I scream and fight him. He tries to calm me and tell me everything is fine when it's not.

I sink to the floor crying and he holds me. I'm too weak to push him away from me, so I just let it happen. "I'm so sorry, Addie. I really am." He cries into my shoulder which makes me want to cry because I know there's something wrong. "What happened?" I push Oliver away from me, glaring at him. "I'm going to ask you again, and you're going to answer me. What did you do to my parents?" I say slowly. Why is he even crying anyway? "I-I swear I didn't do it. It was all Aileen's idea!" He says, pointing at nothing. "She confused him! Made him paranoid, so..." He doesn't tell me the rest, but I can guess what happened. They killed my father. 

I shake my head, tears streaming down my face. "No." I say, shaking my head furiously. "No!" I yell, putting my face in my hands. "No, no, no, no, no!" I look around the room and Oliver is gone. I open the door, my hands trembling, knees weak. 

I slowly walk down the hall. All the bedroom doors are closed. I reach the stairs and almost pass out. Over the stairs my father's body hangs from the chandelier. I cry out in pain. My father wouldn't have done that to himself. He absolutely loved his life. On the second floor, near the stairs, I see my mother laying on ground, her body shaking. Instant worry rushes through me. I run down the stairs, almost tripping a couple times, and get to my mom. I hug her, and thank god she's not dead too. Do my brothers know about dad's death? "Mom." I cry, and we lie there on the floor, crying into each others shoulders.

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