Demonic || Luke Hemmings

Self Defense

It's a Saturday night and I am bored out of my mind. I don't have many friends so most Saturday nights are spent like this.

I was watching One Tree Hill when the front door opened. My father must have stayed at work later than planned.

The rest of my family had already gone to sleep. I decide to go downstairs and greet my father.

I run down the stairs and find him in the kitchen.

"Hey, dad" I say, walking to the fridge to grab a drink

"Don't talk to me you ungrateful, brat!" he spat

I turn around to look at him with a shocked expression.

I walk closer to him and he smells of alcohol.

"Are you drunk?" I ask speechless

"Maybe. Maybe I want to forget the fact that my daughter is a whore!" he yells

"What are you talking about?" tears well in my eyes

"Your mother wants a divorce! It's all your fault!" he slurs, walking closer to me

With every step he takes towards me I take one back. My back hits the wall and I'm trapped.

He leans in closer to me and I'm shaking with fear.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Luke standing in the doorway. His eyes pitch black and his face full of anger.

My father runs a hand across my cheek. Suddenly he grabs my hair and I scream out in pain.

He throws me to the floor and I hurry to stand back up. I run to the drawer and grab a knife.

I point the knife in my fathers direction, hoping he would feel threatened and leave me alone.

He continues to walk towards me with a smirk on his face.

Luke is suddenly right my my side. He leans and whispers in my ear.

"Kill him" Luke's deep voice echoes through my mind

I'm not a murderer. I'm not a murderer.

"April, this is simply self defense" Luke says in an angry voice

"Please, leave me alone" I beg my father as he continues to carefully walk towards me

My father pulls his hand back to hit me and I plunge the knife through his chest. His hand froze midair.

I step back, shocked my my own actions.

A tear slides down my cheek and I immediately regret my actions.

My father looks at me with fury evident in his eyes.

He looks me dead in the eye as he pulls the knife from his chest.

I'm shocked that he didn't seem fazed by the stab wound.

We walks towards me with the bloody knife in hand.

"Defend yourself. Stop being weak!" Luke's voice booms

As my father walks towards me I kick the knife out of his hand. I scramble to the ground to retrieve the knife.

I lunge at my father and continuously stab him in the chest.

I've lost track of how many times I stabbed him. When he was finally dead I was covered in his blood.

Luke dragged me away from his body. I ran to my room, Luke following close behind.

I began to cry and Luke held me in his arms. We were now the same.

Two murderers stood in my room. One of them being myself.

I felt sick and dirty. How could I do such a thing?

"I need to show you how I died" Luke whispers

I simply nod, feeling numb from my recent actions.

He puts his hand on mine and I'm suddenly in the living room.

Luke is standing at the window, constantly looking through it. He was obviously stressed. He continued to pace back and forth, running his hands through his hair.

Suddenly a loud siren is heard coming from somewhere close.

"Shit" Luke mumbles running up the stairs

I look out side to see many cop cars coming full speed, straight towards the house.

I follow Luke up the stairs and find him in the bathroom.

He's looking through the medicine cabinet and comes across a bottle of sleeping pills.

"No, not quick enough" he yells before throwing the bottle behind him there was banging on the front door and fear was evident in Luke's eyes.

He runs to his room and takes a gun from under the mattress.

He puts the gun to the side of his head. He takes a deep breath and pulls the trigger.

Suddenly the door bust open and a team of cops run in.

They look down at the body in front of them and check for a pulse, just in case.

One of the police officers grabs his walkie talkie and says "Suspect is found dead. We believe it is a suicide"

The dream, or should I say memory, is over.

I look at Luke with tears in my eyes, and I do something unexpected.

I hug him. He is taken back by my actions, but hugs me back.

"Your next step in the world is your decision" Luke says and I look up to see he's gone

I wonder what he meant.

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