The Styles Triplets

Chapter 22

"BAYLEE-ANN JENSEN!"

I freeze. Oh shit...I'm dead.

"Baylee...Bay..." Harry says trying to get my attention. I haven't even taken a step to the house. I just got out of the car. I have a feeling this is my death scene.

"Hey, don't be afraid of him. He is your dad, he won't do anything." Harry says standing in front of me, hands on my shoulders look me right in my eye.

"But he...he..." I try saying but start to cry, "Harry, he...killed my mom...right in front of me...god knows what he has done to her before that..."

"Oh...my...god...Baylee, I'm so sorry I didn't know." Harry says.

"No one knows, I've kept it a secret for almost six years now because I've been afraid of what would happen to me if I said anything." I reply, hiding my face in my hands, crying.

"BAYLEE GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW!" He yells from the front porch.

"You don't have to go Bay," Marcel says next to me.

"I have to face up to him someday...and I guess today is that day." I say wiping the tears that had fallen.

"We'll be in the next room just in case something happens, okay?" Marcel says looking at Harry having a conversation with their eyes.

"Thank you," and with that I started walking towards my so called father.

He turned around and walked into the house. I guess he wants me to follow him.

~Flash Back~

"Thank you Mr and Mrs Bandera for the ride home and for letting me play with Denisa," I say sweetly.

"You're very welcome honey. We will see you next week for Denisa's 13th Birthday," Mrs Bandera replies.

"I'm so excited!" I say jumping lightly showing my excitement.

"I'm glad you are!" Mr Bandera says smiling at me, "Tell your mom and dad we said hello."

"Will do! Bye Denisa, Mr and Mrs Bandera," I say walking towards the front door.

I get my backpack off my back so I can get my keys but I hear noises inside the house and notice that the front door is unlocked and open. That's weird...it's always locked. I open the door slowly stepping in carefully.

"Mum!? Dad!? I'm home!" I yell into the house.

"Baylee dear, come into the basement will you!?" Dad yells from the basement.

I hear something muffled as I walk towards the basement door. This keeps getting weirder and weirder...I'm never allowed in the basement.

I open the door and start to walk downstairs. I can hear that muffled sound getting louder as I descend the stairs.

"Mr and Mrs Bandera say," I say as I'm opening the other door...yes there are two doors, "...hi...MOM!" I yell running towards her on the table in the middle of the room.

When I get to her, I pull out the piece of cloth that is covering her mouth.

"Darling, leave now! Run to Denisa's house as fast as you can and don't stop!" she whisper shouts at me.

"But, why? What's happening?" I ask

"I don't want you see this!" she replies.

"Oh shut up you whore!" Dad says slurring his words.