I Choose You

Chapter Thirty Two - What'd You Do With Mother?

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I kicked the machine coming out me, fending myself for my own life. I felt a stab in the back, only to see Holly-bot with a knife in her hand as she laughed playfully, poking me with it. I whipped it away and spun again, taking jabs at Mom-bot.  

Yes, Phillip had kidnapped my family and replaced them with robots. I don't know where he put them, how he got these bots to be so realistic, nonetheless have the wits to make this sort of thing happen. All I did know was either, one, they were going out of control and his mastermind plan want so master-minded after all, or, two, he wanted to have my family-bots kill me. Either way, I was playing ninja with these robots and they were winning. I was just human, they were humanoids.

Holly-bot buzzed, her arms speeding up as the flew at me, nearly missing my head. I kicked her - it - in the stomach and spun with my leg out, getting Mom-bot in the shin. No time for calling WWP, I had to fight. Now was the time I had truly wished I watched that karate movie a while back.  The last thing I would is run, though, the very last.

I just needed to shut down Phillips controls, but how? Holly-bot laid on the floor, her parts rotating as she tried to get up. "Nuh-uh," I said as I kicked her back down. The head hit the ground with a clang, startling me. I lifted up the knife and went for the eyes, pushing the blade in deeper and deeper as it struggled beneath me, I assumed Phillip was watching through the eyes of the robots. . . I was hoping. As soon as I could be sure I had fully mangled both eyes, I went for the mouth. I shoved the knife down the throat (yes, there was a tube down there!), pulling it in and out. I hope she choked. Just for the heck of it, I went for the heart next, demolishing the chest area. I got up, staring at my destruction. She didn't move. Then, it hit me: Mom-bot.

I turned, two red eyes glaring at me. I sent the knife through her chest, causing her to fall to the floor. I took  it and out and pierced the heart again, over and over. I had no mercy. There were no screams, no blood, as I kept stabbing and poking, shoving the knife through robot parts. The best type of murder.

When I was sure they were both dead. . . demolished? . . . I got up and brushed the eye scraps off of me as I walked to retrieve my phone. I dialed Witness Protection Program.

"WWP, what's wrong?"

"Alex Bertie."

"Oh, hold on, please." The line clicked before a man's voice answered.

"Alex," he said.

"Officer," I replied, mocking his calm tone.

"Your issue?"

"He kidnapped my sister and mum. Replaced them with evil robots. I killed them but. . ." A laugh echoed through the phone line.

"Okay, Mr. Bertie. Nice try, good-bye."

"Wait, n-" the line clicked, signaling the call was over. But it wasn't. I wasn't lying. I was being more than truthful; I had these dead imposter robots in my house. I stared blankly at the wall, the call ended sign flickering on my screen. My phone dropped out of my hand as I fell to the ground, my hands shaking, tears streaming down my face. I looked at the ceiling, gasping for air. I faced the Holly-bot to my left as I coughed, gagging a bit. Whimpers escaped my lips as the tears kept streaming. I got up and walked to the couch, taking a seat. I put my hands through my hair and stayed there, my tears falling from my eyes and wetting the carpet. Mom-bot's foot peeked into my sight, making anger swell up inside of me. I let out a scram, tugging my hair with my hands. I may never seen mum again. I may never see Holly again. They could be dead. They could be getting sick. They could be getting tortured. Anything could have been happening to them, and no one believed me.

Why didn't the WWP believe me? Why did they waste the time to switch me to another line? Were the informed that I was just in the hospital; that I was kidnapped as well? "Fuckk you," I mutter, kicking the table in front of me. I got up again, pulling my hair as I paced back and forth, stepping over the destroyed robots every time. I didn't dare to step on them.

Maybe it would've been better off if I let them kill me; if I had let them hurt me. Maybe, then, Phillip would leave me alone, leave my loved ones alone. He had already attacked me, my girlfriend and her mother, but now my mother and sister? That's about, four too many, five if I counted. Maybe if I were lying dead instead of the bots, the WWP would believe me. Maybe Phillip, the monster he is, would leave everyone else alone. I yelled again, kicking mom-bot's left arm, causing it to fly her body. "Fuckk," I said again, my crying not even close to stopping.

My whole body was shaking, even my breath, and I was sure my intestines were trembling in my abdomen. I wanted to leave. So I did.

I ran out of the front door, still crying, and took off down the block. I crossed the street without looking, running, running, running, picking up speed as I went. I wanted to be as far away from home as possible. They say home was where the heart was. I didn't know where that is anymore. They say home is sweet, home is where your family is. Home is not sweet anymore, and I didn't have a family; they're gone. I had no reason not to run away.

Phillip had won.

[A/N: I know, weird chapter. It's kind of futuristic, deal with it.

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