Trapped Within

Bye to my reign

One day I was walking down the street. A random person screamed in my ear. I will be bloody deaf by the time I die... I thought to myself. But little did I know what was in store for me... A surprising amount of cops cornered me. Of course it was the day I was not carrying my gun or my dagger. I fought for a long ten minutes killing half but I was physically drained. I could not go on. I threw some last kicks here and some jabs here. But I was overthrown. I was curled up in a ball of agony. The biggest, strongest cop came in front of my broken body, glared at me then gave my head a huge kick. I was drifting back and forth in consciousness. Funny thing is my last thought before i blacked out was that my 5 year reign of terror was over in a split second. Good finally killed my insanity. 
One hella long month later...
It's been awhile. I was sent to a mental asylum for the reason I was mentally insane. I seen my brother Jadon for the first time in five years. It was heartbreaking for him. Jadon never expected me of all people to come. At first he yelled Bloody Mary at me, but I was unfazed. After the brainwashing my father did to me. I slowly turned into my father. I was happy with that outcome. It was something i could call being myself. Something that i was meant to do my entire life.
It's been 2 long years of recovery. I am now 24 almost 25. One thing the asylum left me was a weak person. I realized how weak I actually was. It left me broken and hurt. Depressed one might say. It doesn't matter because they all say that. Even my little brother!

Author note: this is the 2nd last part of the entire story... thanks for those who actually read this. It means a lot if u did. Much love 🔥🖤