Hell's invitation

A Familiar Killer

I scream in pain as I was blasted in the stomach. He laughed as I fell to my knees, "Had enough?" He chuckled. I was to busy crying to answer. I chuckled again and kicked me in the face. I scream again as my nose started to bleed. He picked me up by the front of my shirt and lifted me off the ground. My face streamed with tears, mixing with the blood that dripped from my nose. He grinned.

"Ashley, I'm here" I heard a familiar voice call from downstairs. It was my best friend, Sasha. I smile and relieved to hear her sweet voice. Her voice was like angles singing in heaven. She was a wonderful singer too.

"God Damn it.." My father growled. He threw me in the closet and with a threatening voice said "Stay here, Stay quiet.."

I nodded and scooted into the back of the closet. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I peeked through the tiny hole in the closet.

"Hello Mr. Johnson" Sasha greeted my father, "Hi, Sasha" My father said with a small grin.

"Is Ashley home? She wasn't at school all week so I thought I should check on her and give her the homework she missed" Sasha smiled. It was true I hadn't been at school all week, My father would beat me for about an hour and lock me in my room and starve me the rest of the day. He has been doing that every month. My mom, she was ALWAYS working. 20 hours a day, I only see her once and a while, I miss her, she was the only one who would listen to me about problems at school and at home. That is until my little sister died, she was only 3 mouths old when she died. That's when my whole family changed and mom had to work her ass of to feed us and keep the house clean because all my dad does is drink. It's not fair. Why does my dad do this to me? He thinks it my fault my sister died, It's not. My mother even tells him that, he just doesn't listen.

I saw that my dad has a knife behind his back. My eyes widen. SASHA GET OUT OF HERE! I wanted to yell, but I didn't was die. I was terrified. My whole body trembling. Most of my fear was for Sasha, my only friend. Would soon be dead. gone. I would never see her beautiful long brown hair, her green emerald eyes. I would never hear her sweet soft voice. I bite my lip to hold back the warning. I couldn't help myself.

"SASHA RUN!" I scream. Sasha looked around surprised and confused, "Ashley? Was that you?"

My father growled, I pissed him off this time. I shook the closet door to let her know where I was. She run to the closet and opened it. Her eyes widen and gasped. My father snarled, "I told you to stay quiet!" he yelled. My face streamed with tears. I grabbed Sasha's hand and ran out of the room. My father then grabbed Sasha's open arm and pulled her back. I yelp as I fall to the, letting go of Sasha. I gasp as my father dragged her into the room, closing and locking the door. I bang on the door screaming and crying.

"SASHA! SASHA!! SASHA!!!"

I heard a piercing scream and it goes quiet. I heard the sound of a blade being ripped out of something. I cry and fall to my knees, she was gone. my best and only friend. murdered. by my own father. I look up to the sound of the door creaking open, my heart picked up 10 beats per second. My father looked down and stares at me. grinning from ear to ear. I tremble and start crawling away as fast I can. My dad's a killer... Why a killer?! I thought as I crawled. He grabbed one of my legs and stopped me. I screamed "SOMEONE HELP ME!!!"

My father covered my mouth, "If you tell anyone about this I will kill you.." he said with a harsh and warning filled voice. I cried as I thought about my once living friend. The only question that ran through my mind is When?