*Devin's POV*
I stand at the top of my steps as I hear my mom and dad arguing.I hear a thud as the door slams as my dad leaves. I run down to where my mom is laid out. She looks at me and grabs my hand in her bloody one.
"Run Devin, he's going for you this time. I'm already dead." She starts rubbing weak circles on my hand. "Son I love, but please run and don't look back he headed to the shed and was mumbling how he was going to kill his faggot of a son." I whimper as she says the last line.
"Mom I love you." I pull her into a hug an she dies in my arms. I lay her back down and close her eyes. The backdoor slams as my dad walks in. I take heed of my mothers warning. I run up to my room and hide. He finds me hiding and drags me out of my closet. He drags me to the bed and begins tying me down.
"I'm going to take my time with you. You're going to suffer for everything. You're going to regret ever being born. You are almost as worthless as your mom if not more" I decide then in there that if I'm gonna die I'm gonna go out fighting. I spit in his face.
"I've regretted being born for 13 years now, so go ahead kill me you'd be doing me a favor. And for my mom. She. Was. Not. Worthless!" I spit through gritted teeth. He grabs a handful of my hair and exposes my neck.
"You should have just kept your mouth shut it would have been over sooner, I mean I was already going to take my time but now ohhh boy were gonna have some fun!" He walks out of my room and into the kitchen. He comes back seconds later with a butcher knife. He cuts my hood off me and looks at my arm. "Devin." He tisks "Were am I supposed to cut? You took all the room up......well they aren't that deep." He takes the butcher knife and traces over one of my newer cuts. He paces the blade down and pushes down as he drags it across. I flinch in pain by I don't make a sound I refuse to give him the satisfaction. He continue to do this for about half an hour. He knows I'm weak from blood loss and am soon going to pass out and never wake up. He picks up his axe and holds it over his head. As he swings the ax down he smirks. "Tell your mother I said hi." There is a thunk and then I feel and hear nothing.
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Ghost In The Mirror
FanfictionRicky Olson is moving to a new house what seems like every other month. But the house he's about to move into with his mom has a horrid past that neither know about. Will the past about the house stay buried or will it come back to haunt them.
