Let's Talk About Sex

Chapter 9

I woke up to a sudden sound downstairs. I looked at the clock, which read that it was two o' clock in the morning. Strange. Usually everybody is asleep by now. I got up to look downstairs. I grabbed my bat from behind my door. Dad had given it to me a couple years ago, when mom and him were still happy together. 

As I walked downstairs, the noises were occurring more and more. Once I got downstairs, I whispered, "Who's there?" It took a moment for my eyes to adjust, but I saw someone standing in the middle of our living room. "Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my house?" I whispered-yelled. The person tried to up and run, but I was too close to him/her already. I whacked him in the side of the head with my bat. Did I forget to mention I used to be the best hitter in softball? I took the chance to turn the lights on. The person was lying there, grabbing its head. I must've hit him pretty hard.

"I repeat: Who are you?" I said, a little louder. I put my foot on the person's throat. I leaned down and ripped off the mask he had on his face. I was sure it was a man this time. I nearly screamed when I saw the face. What is he doing here? How could he have the nerve to come here?

"You." I said, barely above a whisper. I crushed my foot harder on his throat. "I hate you! I can't believe you have the audacity to show your face! You-you-you-" I screamed. I was enraged at the fact that he was here. He was making choking sounds, but that just made me want to do it more. I heard people rushing down the stairs. My brother was first down, mom and dad were close seconds. 

"Jared! What in the name of God are you doing here?" My mom yelled. My brother didn't even stop. He walked over and grabbed Jared from under me. He put him against the wall and hit him. 

"Worm, what are you doing here? How could you show your face here? I thought I made it clear for you to never even look at this family!" He yelled. My mother was in tears, and my dad was trying to comfort her.

"Let him go, Felix. Sit him on the couch and give him a chance to answer your questions. He can't answer them if he is dead." My dad said with a stern voice. The kind fathers use only when they are really adamant about you doing something. 

Felix let him go and put him on the couch, not turning away for a second. I don't think he even blinked. My mom sighed and took a deep breath.

"Jared, what are you doing here?"

"Well, I thought I would come visit some of my old demons." He grinned slightly.

"How do you even have the nerve to show you're face after what you did to us? After what you did to Ronnie?" He glanced at me and smiled.

"Still looking sexy as ever, Ron."

"Don't call me that. And don't you smile at me, boy. I will rip your head right off of your pathetic, weak body if you do."

His grin grew. "I dare you." He whispered. I glared at him.

"Jared. Answer me." My mother interfered before I did actually dismember his head.

"How dare I? Well, I don't see why I am so hated here. One isty-bitsy mistake and I am out of your lives forever? Sounds a bit harsh if you ask me."

"Well nobody did." I was quick to say.

"I came to tell you guys, my dear, dear-"

"Don't call us what I think you were going to. We are nothing to you." My dad speaks up.

"I came to say my goodbyes."

After a short pause, Felix spoke up finally. "What do you mean by 'goodbyes'?"

"Well, after all the alcohol and drug abuse, they finally have put a deadline on me. I should be dead within the next month or so." We paused. He was going to die. A part of me was slightly sad. But most of me was happy he was going to be gone forever.

"Good. But why don't you tell it to somebody who actually cares." Felix yells and goes back to his room. I just sit there. After a moment, I speak.

"I hope it doesn't hurt too much when you are burning in hell." I said, giving him one last glare and heading up to my room. I glanced at the guest room. I shuddered and walked into my bedroom. I fell asleep shortly, but I was crying by the time I fell asleep. I had nightmares all night long.

***

The next day, I was sitting with Lil at lunch. 

"Hey, Ronnie, what's the matter? You look like a zombie."

"I saw someone who did very... awful things to me years ago."

"Who?"

"Jared."

"Who is that?"

"My oldest brother."

A/N: Don't hate me for the cliffhanger!!!!!!!! I still love all of you!!!!!!!! Sorry I haven't been publishing, but school work and drama has had me up to my neck with crap. I couldn't post. Plus I had terrible writer's block. And just a heads up, I won't be ending the story anytime soon. It will definitly be passed 10 chapters. Maybe if I get enough votes I'll post another Kevin POV chapter, or anyone else you want, just comment.

IF I'M JAMES DEAN, THEN YOU'RE AUBREY HEPBURN!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Kat