Innocent killer

Chapter 19

Toris pov

"Hello victoria"

I dropped the items in my hand as my eyes found their way into his. He sat there, in front of my boyfriend, grinning at me. Jason made his way over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders. He explained that my dad wanted me to go home for a while due to an inspection he was having.

Just then Jen appeared with some woman. The woman claimed that her job was done and that she just needed to speak to Jen and Jason about a few things so the three of them entered the kitchen.

My dad walked towards me and grabbed my arm before dragging me out of the house and pushing me into the car. He ran back inside, I presume to tell the woman that he was leaving and to tell Jen and Jason I was with him. Once he came back he jumped in the car and began driving me back... home.
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It had been about an hour or so and I was sat on the floor in my old bedroom crying. I wanted to talk to Jason so bad but my dad took my phone from me. I hated him. He ruined my life. He made me the girl I was.

"Oi. Get down here now. Kelsey will be here soon." I heard my dad yell, "and make sure you look happy to be here. I'm doing that too even though I can't think of anything worse than to have to be nice to someone who killed my wife, and my family." That was it. I stormed out of my room and down the stairs.

"I did not kill any of those people. Just because they were all close to me does not mean it's my fault. You have dragged me down further than I thought was possibly. You have made me terrified to talk to people. However, Jen and Jason helped me. They helped me come into the normal world. You have hurt me and controlled me for the last time dad! Once this thing is over, I'm gone. And you'll never see me, or my friends again." And after that, there was a knock on the door. My dads face changed from and growl to a smile. I've never seen that man smile at me before, it was creepy.
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Another hour went by and Kelsey had left. Apparently my dad was coping well considering how many losses we've had in our lives and apparently the house was fine. After she left the face came back. I knew what he was going to do and I was prepared for it.

Slam. Straight into the wall I went. Slap. Right across my face. Blood slowly began to form on the top of my head in a tiny spot. I knew, and he knew, that if it got hit again the blood would pour quicker. So that's what he did, with a baseball bat. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me upstairs into his bedroom. Here we go again. I thought.

One. Two. Three. Four. Strapped to the bed I was. Couldn't move at all. He tightened the straps around my wrists causing them to make incisions in each of my arms. I was used to this but the last time it happened was almost a year ago, before I even became friends with Jen and Jason.

I'd been strapped for about half an hour... it felt more like a day. And I was preparing my self for the worst part... the bat again. And here it came. He raised the bat in the air and was about to lower it onto my body but someone knocked him down. JASON.

Jen helped me get out of the bed and hugged me tight whilst Jason attacked my dad. As much as I hated my dad, I hated it more when Jason fought.
"Jason stop!" I screamed. He stopped throwing punches and looked at my face, I was scared of my dad obviously because of what he did to me but also because of what he could do to Jason. I was stupid to distract Jason becuase my dad flipped him over and was now on top of my boyfriend ... hang on a second that's my fucking job.

"Jason!" Jen screamed, "Jason stop please. Remember last time something like this happened." But it was no use. Jason was trying to stop but my dad carried on.

"Dad stop! Let him go!" I yelled.

"NO! I won't stop till he's dead. That way it will prove that anyone you get close to does die"'