*Theo*
Her voice has been echoing through my head since the day she stopped me from killing myself. Since then my house keeper has tried even harder to get me to talk to someone about my "problem" and i contiinue to refuse. The only person who would be able to help me is that woman I do not even know. Her beauty is beyond humanly possible and I want to learn everything I can about her.
I sit at the table with my house keeper. She is older than I typically hire, but she does not stare at me with the same desire that the younger woman i usually go with do. "You should eat something. You dont want to waste away to nothing, now do you?" she asks playfully and i smile at her. She is a very sweet woman, and i have come to like her dearly.
I laugh as she pushes a plate full of steaming pork toward me. I fork a large piece and plop it onto my plate to make her feel better. She smiles her thanks and stuffs a piece into her mouth. This older woman is like a second mother to me, and I would seriously be gone without her and my sweet, secret angel.
After we finish eatin, I help clear the table. SHe usually gets mad at me, but lately she lets me. I guess she's just happy that I have a purpose now. A reason to live. I will find that dark haired beauty of mine, and i will win her heart. She will become my queen. I let out a sigh as I make my way up the stairs into my bedroom after wishing Lulu a sweet evening.
I sink into the soft fabric of my bed and i am ready to drift off into nothingness, ready for my nightmares to take over and torment me through \out the night. I close my eyes and i am granted the wonderful sigh of her beautiful gray eyes before the demons take control. They show me things from my past and i am left feeling like a wounded animal in a corner waiting to die. There's just nothing that I can do to fight them off, no matter how hard i try.
They taunt me with the images of my father and mother. Those horrible memories that are my parents. I cannot shake the horrific moments of the start of my downfall.
~dream/flashback~
I rush up the front steps of my house and push the door open. I drop my school bag by the door and slowly make my way down the hall. I can hear them fighting in the kitchen, and I try to avoid being near it, but when I hear mommy cry out in pain, I run to her.
I stop in the doorframe and looks helplessly at mommy holding her face while blood drips out of her split lip. She has tears running down her face and I long to run over to her, but I know that she wouldn't want me too. Daddy hits me enough as is.
His eyes land on me and I panic. I flee from the kitchen and I hear mommy telling him to leave me alone but he doesn't listen. I sprint into their room and hide under their large bed hoping he doesn't find me. I hear the bedroom door open and I hold my breathe, I see his feet pass by and I want to cry. The door bangs open and I hear my mother's heels click against the floor.
"Leave him alone Jon." her voice is shy and quite as she tries to stand up against daddy. I hear him hit her and her stumble back against the wall. He goes over to her and pushes her to the ground and pulls her hips up to his. She cries out and tries to push away from him. But I can tell that his grip is firm on her hips as he pushes the hem of her skirt up. I close my eyes and try not to listen as daddy hurts mommy in this way. Once he's done with her that way, he pushes her to the ground. I open my eyes and see mommy on the floor crying while daddy stands above her, a shiny object in his hand.
He has a gun pointed at mommy! My eyes widened and I feel my heart beating rapidly and painfully in my chest. How could he be doing this? There's no way that he will actually do this to mommy. But when I heard daddy laughing, I knew that mommy could not be saved. "You have become useless to me Mary. I am sick of all the shit that you've caused for me. I am done with you Mary, and that little shit you call a son." he took aim at mommy's head and the loud crack of the gun filled the room and muffled my screams of horror.
Daddy looked down at what he did, and he laughed again. I couldn't believe that he had killed mommy. I drag myself from under my bed and tackle him, rage driving me to act harshly. I knocked the gun out of his hand and it landed on the floor near me. I kicked him in the head a few times and I wasn't able to contain the pure fury I felt toward him.
I kept hitting him until his mouth was bleeding and he was using the bed for support. I picked up the gun and held the cold, life ending metal in my hand. The dreadful thing made my stomach turn, as though I would soon be sick. I turned the gun on him and said the first words that had come to mind.
"You were never a good man, and you deserve what you get father." I fired the gun and as the bullet pierced through the spot right between the eyes, the wieght of the gun had become to much. I fell to my knees on the floor next to my mother's lifeless body and I reached for her hand. I leaned in close and whispered into her unhearing ear.
"I'm sorry I could not save you, but I did avenge you. I love you mommy, and I promise that I forever will." I kissed her forehead softly before standing up. I had waited twenty minutes for the police to show up, and I had never gotten into trouble for what had happened. They thought I was only an innocent child that had witnessed his father kill his wife and then ended his own life.
-end of flashback/dream-
Only the demons and I know the truth, and it will forever haunt me. The demons will never let me live the dreadful night down, and I will be suffering until the day I die.
