Insanity (Derp Ssundee Horror Story)

Demented

"Derp, eat your supper, now." Mother glared at me before smiling again.

I moved the food on my plate around, not really hungry at the moment. Ian was sitting right beside me, underneath the table he was holding my hand, squeezing it every time she would look at us or yell. I hate to say it, but...I'm scared. She's freaking insane, and I'm afraid she'll hurt Ian, and after I just got him back, I don't think I can handle that. Mother looks at the clock then at me, her smile instantly turning into a frown, her moods change rapidly and without reason.

"Ian, why don't you go watch some TV in the living room." He says, not even looking at him, no, she was to busy glaring at me.

Ian looks at me, I look at him and nod, telling him to go. I let go of his hand and he leaves the room. I look back at Mother as she stands and goes over to the cabinets. I watch as she searches around for something.

"Here it is." She states, pulling something out.

"What is that?" I ask, looking at the potion bottles, the color reminding me of blood.

"Doesn't matter, I have two here and you and your brother are going to drink it, got it?" She explains, placing the bottles down on the table in front of me.

I look up at her, "And if we don't?"

"Then something bad will happen." She says.

I gulp, slowly reaching out for the bottles, holding each in one hand before getting up.

"Give one to Ian, and remember, I'm watching." She continues to glare.

I back out of the kitchen and into the living room, Ian looks at me from the couch.

Just do it, you don't have a choice, I mean, how bad could it be? It's not like it'll kill you. And if it does, at least we'll go together.

"Hey Ian, drink this." I go over and hold the bottle out for him.

He slowly takes it, "Uh, what is it?"

I smile slightly and sit down beside him, "It's a surprise."

Ian shrugs before popping the cork out, I do the same. I look away as he drinks it, sighing before drinking mine. Ian wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close, I smile and lean on him, feeling slightly tired.

"Ian, I love you." I say, hoping it won't be the last time I say it.

I listen and wait for him to respond, but notice he's asleep. I sit and stare at the TV screen awhile till black spots start covering my vision, I close my eyes and let the dark consume me.

I sit upright and look around, I notice I'm in my bed.

How did I get here? Why does everything look so...big?

I look beside me as Ian sits up, he looks at me, and I stare at him. His glasses aren't on and his eyes are...straight...

"What happened?" He asks, rubbing his eyes.

"You're little!" I yell.

Actually, you're a toddler. Huh? I thought you'd know by now NOT to eat or drink anything your Mother gives you, I guess I was wrong. I had too. You were in the kitchen, grab a knife and this wouldn't be a problem.

Ian stares at me, eyes wide, "What...was in that drink!?" He looks at himself.

"Blood magic, discusting." Both of us look over at Sshadee, who is now standing in our room, and damn is he tall.