Hardcore Boys

CHAPTER 8

I was still in my room naked but that didn't matter I was still planning on how to kill my dad without the police thinking it was me. Should I poison him or um stab him I was completely confused.

I heard a creak from the front door and I thought it was my father coming home from work. I peered down the stairs when I found blood all over his fingers. I was scared and grossed out. I was wondering what my father was doing. As my father moves towards the kitchen I was having trouble spotting him. As I try and try to get a good view I feel on a basketball that my brother left out. "Who's there"!!!? my father screech loudly.

I got scared and went to hide in my tub.
I heard creeks of the old stairs going and that's when my heart started to pound. I didn't know what my father would have done if he saw me hiding from him. It got instantly quit and it made me even more nervous. Then I heard my door start to open and I knew it was my dad, I was so scared I thought I would shit myself in my bathtub. He opened the bathroom door and that's when I got my left hand to cover my mouth from any unexpected noises. Then I saw a shadow of my dad going to open the curtains and I began to sweat all over. In three seconds they opened and all I could say is please don't hurt me!!!

I opened my eyes and nobody was there. I got out of the bathroom and took a quick look around before I could say the coast is clear. No one was there and I was free from torture or a lecture.
I exit my room and head downstairs. To be sure I look around again. I went to the kitchen to get some water, after all I was petrified for half an hour so I deserved a drink. As I grabbed a water bottle I shut the refrigerator door and turned around. AHHHHHH!!!!! "What are you doing Tyler". I'm um I'm getting a drink. My dad had something behind his back and I was trying to be cool without being to noticeable. He began lifting his right arm and in a couple of seconds he bang my head with a metal pan. I was knocked out cold.