Leola and Ozzie vs. The World

Chapter 6

    I stared at myself in the mirror. I was in my prom dress, mascara on, and a flower in my hair. I was missing mom's red bow though.

   I was so nervous! How is it prom night already!  Why did time decide to be Sonic the Hedgehog all the sudden!

   I just needed to find my bow and be on my way. Uncle bust into the bathroom which made me jump.

  "Sorry I thought you were your mother".  He said. Dafuq? He knew I looked nothing of the sort. "Have you seen her?"

  "No". I answered. Uncle left the bathroom and headed downstairs. I followed still in pursuit of my bow.

   "Have you seen my bow?" I asked as we walked down the stairs. He didn't answer. He was in a great hurry for mom.

   Dad sat in the recliner looking for a channel on the Tv.

   "Have you seen ya wife?" Uncle asked.

"She's in her room, why?" Dad answered raising a eyebrow. Uncle searched the room with his eyes and settled on his red toolbox.

   "The window is broken, she asked me to fix it". Uncle said holding up his screwdriver. Dad grumbled and turned back to the Tv.

   I watched as uncle happy walked to mom's room. He put the screw driver in his pocket as if he actually didn't need it as he entered mom's room.

   "Now look at you!" Dad said with his face lighting up. I blushed. Dad got up and hugged me with a big smile on his face.

   "You look like a beautiful woman!" He added pulling away. "I need atleast one picture!"

"Please dad no". I said trying to avoid this becoming a picture.

   "Go show Ozzie and I'll get your mother and show her". He suggested. I happily pranced upstairs and into my room. Ozzie was under her bed reading a book.

   "Look at my dress". I said. Ozzie came out from under her bed to look at me.

   She snorted at my dress. "You look okay, the princess in my book has a way better dress with a stronger color". I rolled my eyes and noticed she had mom's bow in her hair.

   I snatched it away. "What did I say about going in my stuff?" I said. Ozzie sighed. "Sorry". She said softly. I gave her my flower as trade. She took it and smiled at me.

   Screaming and crashing came from downstairs. Ozzie ran back under her bed. I rushed downstairs to see what happened.

   Mom's door was knocked down and dad was beating uncle in the face as mom begged him to stop.

  "I let you into my house-punch-feed you-punch-you're my fucking brother-punch-and I catch you with your tongue down my wife's throat!"

   "Dad stop!" I called running down the stairs.

   "Carl stop!" Mom screamed. Tears ran down her face and her eyes looked bloodshot already. "I'm sorry please, just stop!"  Dad stopped beating uncle and turned to mom.

   "How could you do this to me?" Dad asked with hurt in his eyes.

   So it was true. Mom was having a affair with uncle! Who could I be so dumb, the signs were everywhere. They were always together, laughing, uncle would rest his hand on her hips, she'd do the same with his leg. The biggest clue was when mom's door was locked and uncle was no where to be found. Oh God.

   Why would she do that to dad, to our family. Were we not important enough? Did she not love us? What's wrong with her, why would she betray us?

   "Why Amy why!?! Dad shouted.

"Because you left her". Uncle said wiping the blood off his mouth. "All those days in the hospital and everyday she's been alone, your emptiness of this house left a hole in her and only I could fill it". "She's happy with me". "She doesn't love you".

    Dad charged and pushed uncle into the wall and started choking him.

   "Carl stop!"  Mom screamed pulling on his shoulders.

"Dad stop you're killing him!" I said. I ran over and tried to pry them apart.

   It was no use, uncle was already purple.

   In the neck of time, uncle pulled out his screwdriver from in his pocket and stabbed dad twice in the stomach. Dad froze and fell to his side as blood spewed from his stomach.

   "Carl no!" Mom cried bending down by his body. She cried and repeated that she was sorry over him.

   Uncle sat in his spot trying to catch his breath. Blood stained his hands.

   I stared at him in horror. Did he just kill dad?

   I heard a scream and looked up at the stairs and found Ozzie frozen in horror at the sight of dad's limp body. She retreated back into our room.

   "I'm sorry".  He said. I still stared at him in horror, like he was a monster. I felt tears form in my eyes.

"Don't look at me like that!"  He yelled pointing the bloody screwdriver at me.

   I flinched and for a second, it looked like uncle was afraid of himself. He stood and slowly walked over to me like he was trying to calm me down.

   "Leola please, I- I ran out the door. The night sky gave me a little camouflage so I think that's why uncle didn't chase me.

   I don't know where I was running, I just ran. I couldn't stand to be in the house of lies with that murderer. I just ran down the street.