pride beyond repair

your my monster

James POV

Flashback

"Get, on top of her, NOW. " my father yelled at, me. He was telling to commit a sin that was undeniably the most horrid act someone could commit. He was telling me to.......... To rape...... My mother. Many people believe there are no such things as monsters there just a figment of our imagination. Or how we view a person but I knew. My father is a monster. Even when he first made me do it when I was nine, I refused to do it and he beat me then pulled out one of my nails with a pliers. I tried to tell the police but my father was the mayor no one dared go against him. But that same day I was in the hospital and I met Amy ever since she has been my home, my love the one person that, new what it was to feel alone in the world. She was my best friend.
But back to the present me at fifteen years of age which means Amy would be turning fourteen soon.
" your so weak, prove to me your a man. You puny excuse for a human. " I shook my head and told him no. I would never willingly do something like that to my mother, but of course this man was the devil in disguise. He always found a way.
With that thought I saw him approaching me with a needle I tried to run but he grabbed my collar and Yank me back. Slowly I feel the liquid passing through my veins and slowly the monster in me comes out. I know what your wondering why didn't I fight back but at that time I was feeble and fragile sometimes he would lock me in a room and starve me for days. But Amy would always sneak in and feed me but she did get caught a few times but manage to escape with just a slap.
But she would never stop she was always be there me.
That was the last thought I remember before I hear,my mother cry to me, to my father begging him to stop me.

Soon after the drugs wear off and I see my mother breathless and tears raining down her face. While my father has a proud smile. How can some one be proud of seeing their child rape their mother
I did that. I did that.

"I sorry mommy, I'm so sorry. I am a monster. "

But there was no reply slowly I see her eyelids closing. The movement of her chest going up and down becomes less. Then with one last breath she's gone. No. No. She can't be gone I take my fingers and press it to her neck but I don't feel anything. I should've known this would've happen she couldn't take anymore. I wouldn't take it anymore I dress myself and leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and whispered one last 'I love you' and 'goodbye'.
I snuck out to the back where I his my bike. I got on it and headed to Amy's house.

When I reached Amy was staring at the ceiling with a murderous expression the same expressions she would have when her uncle made her watch Amanda get raped but when she heard me come in she turned towards me her eyes softened and she attempted to smile. I ran to her and we broke down. We stayed wrapped up in each others arm getting lost in our thoughts.

Amy and I weren't normal children, by the age of eight Amy lost, her parents. By the age of nine I had to rape my mother. We grew up faster than we should've. We learned faster. We learned how to endure how to be strong. We we're abused so much that the pain was as customary as anything could be. Amanda was often more quiet, more angry but who wouldn't when you go through things like that. But she had a determination to work hard so she could get her sister and her out of there.

"Amy I'm a monster aren't I? "I said to Amy while turning to her. She grabbed my chin and wiped my tears with her thumb.

"No James your not a monster. "

"Yes I am a monster. I did horrible things. She's dead Amy. She died."I said which caused more tears to run down my face.

"If your a monster then I'm your cage. "She hugged me tightly and kissed me with only love. That's when I realize maybe I'm not so alone.