Gone

13.

"I'm so- sorry dad..." I woke up to Kelsey sobbing quietly, "I left you all alone... I hate myself for thi-is..." I listened to her talk to herself until I realized she was speaking to her dad who was not at all in the room. She continued speaking for a while as I was listening to what she was saying to him. "Dad, please don't turn away... take me with you..." she pleaded, "No please, I don't want to stay here!" Her voice became more intense now; practically yelling. "GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" Lukas screamed as he flew open the door, allowing it to slam against the wall. I heard Taylor jolt up and gasp next to me, I guess she and Chloe had been asleep this whole time.

Kelsey gulped before talking, "My dad, my dad..."

"I don't give two shits about your dad, blondie! Come with me!" He grabbed her by the arm without knowing that she was still tied up.

"No! Please! Please! Please!" She cried, begging him to let go. He let go of her and spoke once more.

"Do you remember my rules?" he questioned as he knelt down. Lukas smacked her with his right hand across her face and raged out of the room. Each of us had our eyes locked on Kelsey's every move. A loud bang was heard through the walls and Bryson's voice was heard faintly, following the noise, speaking to Lukas.

"What's going on? What're you doing?" asked Bryson- sounding on edge.

"Don't worry about it, Bry."

"Tell me," Bryson insisted.

"No, just stay in here. I have to teach one of those shitheads a lesson."

"Lukas no!" Bryson argued, raising his voice.

"Bryson yes!" Lukas mimicked. His heavy footsteps trudged the flooring as he made his way back to the room. He flew the door open with a belt in his left hand and a metal object.

"Lukas stop!" Bryson demanded. The screen door on the side of the house was heard opening faintly beyond their arguing.

"Just go write in your diary or something, let me do what I have to do," Lukas demanded.

"But you don't have-"

"What is this little bitch whining about now?" Kevin exasperated, entering the doorway. Lukas raised his head up to glance at Kevin in the doorway.

"Bry's trying to stop me from beating Kelsey more," Lukas said.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't Lukas," Everyone took a quick moment to fully understand what Kevin had just said. My eyes widened, along with multiple others in the room.

"Huh? You're always the one who always gets a kick out of torturing them?" Bryson stated confusedly.

"Yeah, but now it's your turn man," Kevin smiled widely. He glanced over in Lukas' direction then pushed Bryson further into the room. But Bryson remained silent.

"C'mon man, just pick one of these rats," Kevin laughed brutally, laying his hand on Bryson's left shoulder.

"Bryson, just do it for fucks sake," Lukas urged, backing up against the wall.

"Lukas I seriously don't want to. That's your guys' department."

"Bryson, just take the damn wrench," Lukas said irritably as he extended his arm out to hand Bryson the wrench. Bryson anxiously grabbed the wrench out of Lukas' hand and moved to the center of the room.

"I do not want to do this guys..."

"C'mon man, it's fun to watch them squirm!" Kevin laughed disgustedly. Lukas finally had enough.