"Fuck man don't shoot." Razor waved his hands in the air nervously.
"What the fuck Razor, haven't you learned not to sneak up on criminal like that?" Damon sighed running his hand through his hair hesitantly.
Suddenly Adriens face grew into a evil scold, as she burnt her eyes into Razor. "What. The. Fuck. Is Razor doing here?"
"You didn't tell her?"
She cocked her head toward Damon, "tell me what?" Venom practically dripping off her fangs.
"Adrien, I don't know how to say this... My sister wants to kill you."
"Gee Damon, couldn't have eased into that a bit more." Razor shook his head.
The look of utter confusion rested on her face. "I'm sorry what?"Damon sighed, "they know they can't hurt me, so they want to go after you instead." He looked down to floor, as he couldn't dare to look her in the eyes. "My sister," he swallowed long and hard. "She wants to punish me for betraying her, and for killing our father."
Flashback
When Damon was just a little boy, his sister and him did everything together. He couldn't promise to solve all of her problems, but he promised she would never face them alone.
Damon's and Devins father was a bad man. He drank every night, never left the couch, and never was there for his kids. Damon was terrified of his father, at the age eight he would take beatings from his own father, and because he was so afraid of his father hurting his sister the same way, he blame himself for any of the mistakes she made. Every time Devin got into trouble, Damon would step and take the fall, because he'd do anything to protect his youngest sister.
At the age of seventeen, he couldn't take the beatings anymore. The cold punches to his face, the flashes of the belt, so he promised to his mother and sister that at he age of eighteen, he was to kill his father. Of course they never believe him nor thought he could do it, but surely he proved them wrong by killing him on the night of ball with his very own hands.
His mother got her freedom that she craved for years, and Damon got the courage and bravery where he told himself he finally became a man. As for his sister, she hated Damon for doing what he did. She loathed him, had so much resentment that she drowned in it.Damon began to feel as if wronged his sister, when all he was trying to was protect her. His sister began telling Damon that he was nothing but a monster, a cold ruthless heartless monster with nothing but the blackest soul.
She began telling the town he was a murder, and everyone soon terrified him. She said he wouldn't think twice before killing you and your family, and to watch out when you sleep.
Even though they were lies, he began to believe her. He couldn't live with himself anymore after that, especially knowing the hatred his sister had towards him. So he did what he thought was best he left his sister, left his town, and never looked back.After five year of no visits or no calls, he brought up the courage to call his sister. Although a strange man answered the phone instead. The man told him that the girl he was looking for had been transmitted to a mental hospital for psychopaths. She had been alone for so long her whole life restrain from any human contact that she soon began to turn crazy, and I'll. The strange man over the phone asked if he knew her personally, and that if he was family they're was a possible chance he could identify her and she would be transmitted to a closer hospital where he could have regular visits with her. He never assumes his sister would go crazy, all from him leaving. He figured other family would go and visit her, but he guessed nobody ever did. He truly was the only person in her life at the time, and then he stared a life for his own.
He felt guilty, and then he pictured his sweet sister that he once knew sitting all alone rotting in a mental hospital. He knew she didn't belong there, she wasn't insane. But then he pictures the night where she turned him into a monster, and pushed him away. She ruined his life, turned his closet friends against him. And to Damon, a mental hospital seemed like the perfect revenge.
He simply told the man that he didn't know of the women, and he had the wrong number before hanging up.
End of flashback
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