who am I?

Chapter 4: the man with one hand

I got down the stairs and sat down at the table. Rinda turned around with a tray of chicken fresh cooked and a bowl of chicken fried rice. Placing everything on the table one by one Kelley started to place plates in front of 4 seats.
"hey Kelley, where is your dad?" I asked nervously while twiddling my thumbs.
"he should be home any minute, although he's been a bit...rude lately"
she seemed to look worried as she placed the last plate at the heat seat of the table. She then pulled out a chair and sat next to me with a phone in her hand.
"hey Olly, do you have a phone yet?"
I had almost completely forgot I had a phone until she brought it up.
"yeah, it's right here".

I pulled the odd off-brand touch phone out of me pocket and waved it to her.
she reached over snatched it and before I knew it she was typing something on it.
a minute had passed and she gave it back with a smile.
"There! Now you have my number. Call me anytime k?"
I smiled and shook my head. Rinda took a long knife and started to cut the chicken.
"okay you two, dig in, your father shouldn't mind a guest eating a bit of his part"
they both laughed but the laughter was short lived as a loud bang came shortly after and the door swung open a closed just as fast.

All sorts of strange noises were coming from the hall beside the kitchen. A heard another loud crash and the whole house shook
"AH FUCK! RINDA!"
Rinda quickly jumped to her feet and practically ran to the doorway. Small whispers could be heard from the front of the house but it was clouded by Kelley who was trying to fight back tears. I was so confused and was even getting scared myself. Then Rinda walked back into the room and to her seat. Shortly after fallowed a tall man with glasses, brown hair, and a mustache. But the most interesting thing about him was his left hand. It wasn't a real hand hand, but some sort of robotic hand. In his other hand was a bottle of beer. He took one look at me and he started to grind his teeth with anger.
"HEY, AREN'T YOU SUPOSE TO BE DEAD?"
"I-I don't know what you're talking a-about sir"
this made him even more mad. He started to clench his iron fist so much even it was shaking.
"HAROLD! Oliver goes missing for six year and this is what you say after the first time seeing him? What is wrong with you?"
the man looked and Rinda and suddenly calmed down.
"Sorry dear, I just had a bad thought."
he took off his coat and hung it off the back of the chair at the head of the table then took is seat. he started to pile mean on to his plate like it was the end of the world.
"hungry tonight, huh honey?" rinda said in an attempt to break the ice
"well if I'm not talking I'd better be eating"
the man looked at her as if he was extremely angry about something.
"Harold, would you like a drink?"
"yes"
Rinda went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine, she started to pour a glass when the man suddenly snatched it out of her hand and started to gulp it down.

That's when I decided to do what may be the stupidest thing I could think of
"h-hey, its not a race ya know?"
this set him off. He slammed the bottle to the table and his eyes locked with mine.
"ya know kid, you did have that lip a few years back"
I felt all the hairs stand up on the back of my neck when he said that but something told me to keep talking.
"well, sadly I wouldn't be able to remember sir, I had a slight memory problem recently"
the man sat back in the hair and stoked his chin and started to mutter to himself
"so that's what they did to em' so much for my fuckin arm"
I couldn't help but try and hear what he said and what I had made out got me curious.
"sir, who is them?"
his eyes opened widely as he look over to me.
"w-what?"
"you just said, that's what happened to them. Who's them? What happened?"
his face looked worried and he started to drink again.
"honey? What is olly talking about?" Rinda asked out of confusion
he then but down the bottle and had a massive grin on his face. He started to laugh like he was mad and looked at me again.
"YOU'RE AN ELEVEN, YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
I sat back in me seat and almost lost conciseness. All I could hear after that was yelling and smashing. When I finally zoned back in Kelley was shaking my shoulder and yelling something to me. but it wasn't until the third time that I understood her.
"Oliver! Come with me we need to go!"
I got up and as me and Kelley where about to leave I saw her dad look to her. He was being held by her mom who was then chucked out of the way.
"KELLEY! COME HERE! STAY AWAY FROM THAT FREAK!"
he swong his arm and hit Kelley across the head. She fell fast to the ground and her head started to bleed. Barley a second had passed and I heard screaming. I look at his left hand and I started to tear apart as if it was it a blender made of lead, he pulled back his arm and screamed. Rinda got on the phone and called the police. The man grabbed his coat and quickly ran out the door slamming it behind him. I was speechless. All I could do was sit there and cry while I held the nice girl who I had met no more than 6 hours ago bleeding in my arms. Then I heard the sirens and I passed out.