Unexpected

Chapter 3

Dark.

The house was completely dark.
Pitch-black.
I pushed the door open slowly, it was unlocked.
Why was the door unlocked?
To be honest, I was scared of some unknown. I don't know why but I could sense something very wrong.

I was afraid being inside my own home, my own place. This particular feeling was seeming eerie to my own heart.

" Ma!"
" Ma, where are you, answer me!"

But nobody answered me.

A strange and frightening sensation struck me suddenly.
I ran upwards, towards their bedroom.

The gloominess alongwith the unusual, very unusual tranquility was killing me from inside.

Something is wrong. Really wrong. I can sense it.
My heart constricted in fear of some unknown phenomenon.
This was very unsettling.

The door was ajar.
I peeked around the door.
And when the scene got unfolded in front of my eyes, I was hypnotized.

My mother was lying in a pool of blood, and my father was continuously stabbing her belly. Repeatedly.
The floor was glistening from the fresh blood and the eyes of my father reflected back pure and strong abhorrence. The room smelt of death.

And I, in the midst of that inhumane, callous and demonic scene, just observed everything, traumatized.
I was beyond mortified.
I couldn't believe the demon stabbed my Ma...... To death.

" Ma.....!" A soft whimper left my mouth.
Big, fat drops of tears were running down my cheeks. I was dazed. I was completely and fully dazed.

The demon reacted. He had heard my cry. He jerked his head up towards my direction.
And his facial expression reflected back only one thing by observing my weak, little, dazed form - pure malice.

" Oh hello my darling baby girl. My Nina," venom dripped from his voice, " you like what you see, huh? "

" You.......you killed Ma.
YOU KILLED MA !! YOU KILLED YOUR OWN WIFE, YOU SICK, SICK MONSTER !!"

He started chuckling.
Chuckles slowly turned to laughter.
Barbaric and sadistic laughter.
A cold shiver started running down my spine.

" Oh yeah Nina. I finished the first unwanted creature in my house. I actually was planning to do this for long but this bitch was clever.
She kept avoiding me and escaping my little traps, but not till today.
Afterall, she was a weak, poor, disgusting little thing."

Saying this, he stabbed her lifeless body once again. Right in front of my eyes.

I screamed. I couldn't take it anymore. I was shaking from fear and disgust.
My brain wasn't working anymore.
I was paralyzed.
The feeling of helplessness iron gripped my heart and I bawled.

" HOW COULD YOU!!
JUST HOW COULD YOU, YOU DEVIL, SICK CREATURE !!!"

" Oh dear, dear. You want to know how I did it? My sweet little daughter asks me something and being her father it's my responsibility to feed her little curious brain with that knowledge isn't it?
Come here baby girl.
I will show you, I will make you feel how I did it.
Your screams of agony will satisfy my inner, growing hunger of observing pain.....oh how enjoyable! How overwhelming!"

He slowly approached towards me, gripping the bloody knife in his hand.
His pace was like a hungry predator slowly eyeing and advancing towards his next prey.
The gleam of murder was getting reflected everywhere.

My stomach lurched. I tasted the sour taste of bile in my mouth.
My subconscious was screaming at me to run for my life.

My entire world lay broken, and shattered, and bloody in the form of a lifeless, beautiful body.

" She would've wanted you to survive.
To fight.
To live," my subconscious whispered.

And the decision was made. Then and there. Taking a deep, deep breath I turned and ran.
I needed to escape really fast.