I blink my eyes repeatedly, the car is still moving in high speed. After few seconds, I can finally see clearly. My hands are tied. I look around me and inadvertently saw a signboard that lead to the remote area. It's a familiar path, a pitch-black highway with only the car's light radiating the road.
It is the road I had went through one time before and it's very vague in my mind. I try my best to stay calm and not making him upset.
His characteristic is beyond my expectations. A person who is sweet and gentle this morning, turned into a ferocious human being. That is exactly how psychopath were designed.
I should've expecting this. Hundreds of stories about murders that I have watched, becomes useless.
"You don't have to be afraid, sweetheart" He plays with my hair with his other hand still on the steering. "I'm not going to hurt you. I love you. Don't you trust me?" He then grasps my chin harshly, forcing me to look at his disgusting face.
He's expecting me to trust those shitty promises after he hits me? Not anymore. My eyes are filled with tears, I never been this scared in my entire life.
Is this how am I going to leave the world? Die like my father? Like everyone's around me?
The entire ride, I try to identify my surroundings. The road I went through, signs and intersections, I struggle to recognize those things as the exterior is nothing but darkness. During the ride, I sat silently to hide the fear I felt.
"Home sweet home" He says in a creepy kind of voice, proceed out of the car and walks to my side. He then escorts me in. I look at everything, everything. His house, his vehicle, his key, his everything. "Now let's clean you up" Ryan approaches me, tried to undress me but I against him with my under fist.
He looks terrible terribly mad, he pulls my hair in a grip cause I fall backward. I groan in pain, he then kneels beside me. "Your father, he was a doctor. He's the one who been treating my sister, she's a cancer sufferers and she didn't survive. It's all because of your stupid father!"
He shoved my head till it hit the floor. I groan another more.
"You want to know who killed your father? Besides, you never know who the mastermind behind it right?" Ryan approaches me again and closer his lips to my ear. I breathe heavily.
"My father" He whispers in a very eerie tone of voice. "And it's all because he murdered my sister" His voice getting more and more deeper. "He's not the monster, your father is!" I yell.
"Don't you dare say my father like that!" He shouts right into my ear causing it bustle.
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Psychoboy
HorrorIt is true that people are hard to understand. You'll never know if there's something dark inside of them. To the time where it's between life or death. And the expectation of you surviving is as tiny as germs. * * * a book by @scr...
