WARNING
I do not encourage any of the following activity in this story.
Some may also find the following content to be disturbing, you have been warned
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April 4th, 2000
Sea Isle City, New Jersey
4:16 am
Everything was so sudden, I barely had any time to react. I was sleeping in my bed with my blue plaid blanket. My bangs were covering my eyes, I haven't gotten a haircut in a while. My teddy bear smelled like the dryer, its fur was still stiff from getting cleaned. I couldn't remember what was happening, or why I was waking up. I felt sick to my stomach, maybe I was hungry, but who knows what happened.
I remember getting out of my bed and heading straight to my parents' room. It was raining outside, I never enjoyed stormy weather. When I opened the door to my parents' bedroom I forgot that they weren't home. They were off on some fancy dinner party with other adults. Thunder echoed in the distance and caused me to scream. I curled up into a ball on the floor, I was afraid to move. A moment later I realized that my brother was still here. I was a child at the time so I didn't have any problem with waking him up at four in the morning.
I pushed my brother's door open and instead of seeing him in his bed, I saw him sitting at his desk with his head on the tabletop.
"Jason?" I asked quietly.
Instead of a happy and warm smile, Jason turned around, bloodshot eyes and an evil scowl. I remember instinctively backing up, fear swelling in my chest.
"What's wrong Johnny?" Jason spoke.
Jason took a few steps closer to me, making me whine. I turned around to run away, and Jason darted at me. I screamed and ran to my room, trying to close my door. I dropped my teddy bear behind me, causing Jason to stumble. I accidentally slammed the door on his fingers causing him to grow angrier.
"Come back here you son of a bitch!" Jason screamed, his voice sounding scratchy and distorted.
I leaned all my pressure on the door, trying my damndest to keep it shut. Jason was much stronger than me, and soon my muscles would give out. Tears started building up in my eyes, I was so scared. I thought my brother loved me, but now he was trying to hurt me.
I ran to the other side of my bed, as Jason nearly slammed me into the wall with my door. I was petrified, I couldn't escape him, there was no way.
"I asked you a question...sweet...sweet...Johnny..." Jason whispered.
Jason stood over me with a powerful stance and glimmering smile. He looked like he hadn't slept in weeks. His hands were twitching, itching to grab onto something and strangle the life out of it.
"Jason...please you're scaring me..." I whimpered.
Jason suddenly had his hands around my throat, and he picked me up off of my feet. I squirmed in his grasp, trying desperately for him to let me go.
"You little shit, you aren't getting away from me that easily!" he screamed in my face.
I had no intention of hurting my brother, I just wanted him to let me go. While I thrashed, I accidentally kicked him in the face. Jason shouted and let me go, and I fell to the floor. I took the opportunity to get out of my bedroom. He lunged for me, and I dodged him by running under his legs. He cursed as he crashed into my bureau. I ran into the hall and rushed down the stairs.
"Get back here now you little shit!" Jason shouted at me as he chased me.
Another loud crash of thunder could be heard from outside, making me flinch, but thunder wasn't on my mind. I ran into the kitchen and jumped for the home phone. I reached my hands up desperately trying to reach, I was too short and I barely managed to touch the wire. I remembered my dad telling me to call 911 if a stranger ever broke in, but this man wasn't my brother who I loved.
I almost reached, before I felt myself get slammed into the side of the counter. I heard a loud crack, realizing that it came from me. I barely glanced at my brother before he slammed me into the counter once more. I yelped and gasped, desperately trying to breathe.
"You should've just stayed in bed you little creep!" Jason screamed.
"Mommy!" I shouted, as tears began to stream down my face.
"That's right call for mommy!" he shouted again, some of the spit running down his mouth splattered onto me.
I whimpered and closed my eyes, squeezing them shut tight. Jason laughed and glanced over to the other side of the counter. He yanked on my arm and pushed me to the sink. I yelped again as pain started to seize my chest, my ribs felt like they were broken. I heard a shing before the blade entered my chest.
"Hold still, Abel-" Jason called me.
I remember a while back our mother told us the story of Cain and Abel, Adam and Eve's first sons. Cain was their first born son, while Abel came soon after. Both sons had special gifts and special talents, and with those abilities they were able to serve God. Cain hunted and only gave the weakest and smallest bit of his game to God, while Abel gave God his best harvest. Cain grew angry and killed his brother Abel.
Was this going to be my legacy?
I gasped as the blade impaled my chest, he had struck me directly in my left lung. I coughed and choked up on blood as I felt myself slowly drowning. The tears continued to stain my cheeks as Jason stood still with glee. He pulled the blade away, as I desperately tried to breathe. My brother stabbed me again, it was soon after that I felt my breath growing weaker and weaker. I closed my eyes as everything around me faded away.
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April 4th, 2000
8:46 pm
"Will he be okay?" a faded voice asked.
Everything else was muttered. I could barely even hear the words in my own head. Everything was numb, everything was still. I felt someone sitting down at the bottom of the bed, but I didn't have the energy to sit up and see who it was. My stomach hurt and my head felt dizzy. I opened my eyes, but immediately closed them, everything was too bright.
"J-John...I'm sorry!" Jason whimpered.
I didn't know what my brother was talking about. I didn't know anything that would ever make Jason cry.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you! I didn't know what to do..."
"J-Ja..." I tried to speak, but I was having a hard time breathing.
"John don't hurt yourself..." Jason shouted.
Jason's yelling was hurting my ears. I tried to sit up, interrupted by a sharp pain in my chest. I looked down at myself, I was covered in bandages and hospital equipment. My teddy bear was perched next to me.
"John please lay down," Jason said concerned.
"J-Jay...wha...what h-appened..." I managed to say.
Jason gently pushed me back down and pulled the blanket over me.
"It's okay Johnny. Everything will be fine..." Jason said.
Jason was still upset, I could tell. Jason messed up my hair a little bit and began to leave the room.
"I'll tell you when you wake up, alright?" Jason smiled with tears in his eyes, "I love you."
I felt myself dozing off, although I didn't want to. I wanted to know more, I wanted to know what was going on. I couldn't bring myself to the truth when it was bestowed upon me.
