Thoughts I release.

Scream..

I watch as she screams.
Begging for death.
But what she doesn't understand is I am death.

**

I'm numb to the spot. I can't move, once again my limbs have failed me.
Inside I'm screaming, thrashing around begging to be left alone. But I can't seem to find my voice.

I move my head to the side as I see movement near the door. She enters the room while he lays above me and keeps his assault and focus on my neck.
Tears streaming out of my eyes.  Her eyes wide in surprise as mine where when I seen he was home to. I look from her to the door as in silently telling her to please leave before he sees her to.
She finally understands and makes a run for it. But it was to late. He seen her.
With The wicked evil grin on his face I knew then nothing good will come out of this.

He jumps up just as she was about to leave and pulls her back with the grip he has on her hair. She scream and begs for him to let her go.
At this time I finally get up and help her. I remove his grip and push him into the room more and her out the room and slam the door and lock it. Now it's just him and me.
I can feel the door banging behind me. She's trying to get in to help me fight off this so called uncle of ours.

I start shivering in fear with the wild look on his face. But don't show any of it. He's not happy. And I know I will be getting whipped and more for this act. Just as long as he doesn't hurt her any longer I don't care. I stand up straight and he turns his back to me waiting for me to start chaining myself up. We have gone through this process for as long as I can remember.
I'm on my knees my back to him as I put on cuff around my wrist.
He ties my hair up and moves to the other wrist and I wince in pain from this process. My wrist are covered in bruises and small cuts from these cuffs.
I feel my shirt being ripped from behind and hear him moving to the benches to chose his whip. Ince he is satisfied with his chose he waste no time in waiting to lash me.
**
I lost count after 9 lashes. But after bitting my lip so hard and blood is filling in my mouth I finally let out a scream.
I try to hold it in because that's what he wants. He gets off on my screams.
I can feel the blood pooling down my back and front.
My hands are hurting from gripping so hard on the chains. After a few more lashes and it ending in me screaming and panting he isn't satisfied and heads back to the bench.
A cool liquid is running down my back and I hiss in pain trying not to scream. It must be the whiskey bottle he had before.

As the bottle runs out I hear it smash on to the wall next to me.
He yells with frustration not satisfied with me not screaming for him.
I can hear rustling on the bench.
He undid my chains and dragged me to the chair where he once again tied my hands down. He brings a knife into my vision which is nothing knew really. He will probably cut at my stomach saying I'm to fat or my face saying I'm hideous. All things I've had and heard before.

But what surprises me is he stops, smirks, and heads towards the chains I was just tied to. I didn't understand at first what he was doing but I seen him pick up the glass from the broken bottle.
He comes back with a wide smile. Before I had time to process what he was doing, I felt this sharp pain in my eye and on my face. Then I scream an thrush around trying to get away from him to stop his attacks. I couldn't see out my left eye because of the blood and it hurt to much.
I pass out from the pain. The last thing I seen was him walking to the door lucky my sister wasn't there. She must of legged it.
**

I bolt up in my bed hissing in pain. I move my hand up to my eye and feel my whole left side is covered in a bandage of some sort.

I move out the door quickly to quickly the pain in my back is bad but bearable. I check on my sister. To see she was in bed asleep.
No sound of him at all.
I check her over for any marks but she seems to be fine. Satisfied with that i move back off the bed, she is still asleep. I'm on my two feet about to turn around but something clicks behind me and I feel a pressure in the back of my head.

"Now I want you to be a good girl and do exactly as I say". I nod for him to go on.
I can feel him slip something into my hand. I look down to see a knife.
"Now you are going to be quiet or I kill you and her."
Once again I nod.
"You will kill her while she is asleep understood."
I slowly back up a bit and turn to face him. With the gun still at my head. I raise my eyes brows as if to ask him if I heard right. "If you kill her I will let you live and you can leave and never come back. I will leave you be."
Of course I didn't trust his word he would just kill me after to.
I turn to look at her while she is still sleeping and honestly I was weighing the pros and cons.
She wouldn't have to suffer anymore being alive..
But she will never see the world or even live a normal life.

So I did the only thing I thought was right for her and I.
I turn to look at him one last time and nodded.
In a quick movement I stepped to him and seen he had tried to pull the trigger. But the idiot left the safety on. Im quick to slide the knife at his throat opening it, having blood splatter onto me. He dropped to the ground. Dropping the gun with him. I grab the gun, turn the safety off an shoot him in the head while he is down.

I hear my sister scream awake to see what is going on but I use the end of the gun to knock her out cold.

I waste no time in moving his body into the basement and cleaning his blood up in her room.
I run to my room and grab all the money and guns I have saved up from work and taking bits by bits from the so called man I call a uncle.
I leave around four grand for my sister on her bedside table with a passbook for her and a plane ticket that is for next week to Australia and a note saying I love her and to move on with her life, this is her chance to escape and start a life with our Aunty.

I kiss her on the head and grab my bag full with guns and some clothes.
I put my joggers on and leave. For good.
In my car I speed down the road with my windows down and drive and drive never looking back.
I have one destination and that's A good 17 hour drive from here.
My brother.
He has a job for me when ever I need an a house to live in.

He doesn't know he has a younger sister an I'm going to leave it that way, for now.

I have organised a home for my sister in Australia with our Aunty Sarah.
Only I know about my mothers sister. But she knows about us all.
And will look after my baby sister like a mother should.

I will keep in touch with my lil sis but I need to leave an not have any reminders of my past.

And I don't need distractions on this job.
She can't be around guns and deaths her whole life.
But that's something I don't mind.
Taking my brothers offer on becoming a trainee hit man will be a dream come true.

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