It's 3 a.m. and Kendall lays awake in his bed, staring off into space thinking about his mom. The abuse. The pain. Any time he thinks about her he starts to tear up, but not this time. This time he is gunna avenge his mothers death. The death she didn't want, but forced upon her by that bastard. Kendall quietly gets out of bed and sneaks into his fathers room. The door was already ajar so he peaks his head through. His father was fast asleep laying on his back. Kendall creeps in and tries not to wake him up. He made his way over to where the gun is. He was glad his father was too drunk to even think about anything. As he is grabbing the gun his father wakes up. Kendall screamed aloud but then soon realized something was wrong with his dad. He just stood up and didn't even move not even a single blink. Kendall got up and waved his hand in front of his father. Didn't even blink nor flinched. His father was just there like he was already dead but then he laid back down and goes back to sleep. Kendall wasn't sure if his father was up or if he was just asleep the whole time. It didn't matter anymore because he already knew what to do. Kendall grabbed the gun and checked if there were any bullets in it. Only one was left. He took a deep breath and picked it up and held it in his hand. Walked over to his father and pointed it directly to his head. Before he could do anything his father mumbles "Your a good kid". Kendall had a little remorse for his father, but not enough to pull that trigger. He closed his eyes and whispered in his dad's ear, "This is for mom." and BAM!!!
Kendall opens his eyes and see blood on his hands and on his clothes. He looks back at his father and he was dead. In his head he was surprised that he actually did it. A smile came upon his face. It felt like that rain cloud that wouldn't go away created a rainbow over him. He felt so free... Then reality hits him. "People will notice he is gone." "Where are we gunna dispose the body too." "WHATS GUNNA HAPPEN NEXT!!!!!" Kendall had the voices in his head stop. He was honestly too tired to figure everything out when he wakes up. He goes back to his room and gets back into bed with a big smile on his face
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The Wrath of My Ex.
De TodoI'm trying to make this book based on Domestic violence. To let my readers know now, what ever I write never happened to me in real life. I may be young, but I still think Domestic violence needs to stop.
