Who is the Imposter? (Toastkkuno ff)

•25: Isn't it lovely?•

♧Riverhead Massacre♧
(You guys are so confuse that's why I'm gonna reveal what happened)

"Hey! Let's go outside for once." Jeremy said to Timothee in an excited tone.

"I don't know if I will be able to." Timothee replied in a monotone.

Jeremy just hold his hand and replied "Use the window!"

Timothee smiled and they both use the window to escape this hellish house. Timothee glanced at the sky as he reached the ground. He looked around and walked like innocent child. He touched the ground and picked up some dirt.

"Don't tell me you'll eat that." Jeremy said jokingly as he glanced at him in disgust.

Timothee giggled and replied "I won't, I'm just having that kind of feeling. What is it again?"

"Freedom?" Jeremy asked then he looked back at the window "I always hearing some shouting from the underground every time I came in from the front door. That's why I always prefer that window."

"Is this what it feels like to be free?" Timothee asked to him and Jeremy just smiled.

"I'm not free either. I can go around with my friends and play with them. But I can't.... have my own freedom. I mean.. my father still force to do something I don't want to. You're lucky to have a good father." Jeremy explained as he looked down with sadness in his eyes.

"And yet I'm unfortunate to have a not so good uncle and an abusive mother." Timothee replied then he hold Jeremy's hand once again.

"Bring me somewhere.. that we can be both free.." Timothee uttered to Jeremy and Jeremy rushed towards to somewhere.

He dragged Timothee all the way from the start to a huge field. It's full of flowers and butterflies. They both laughed and enjoyed that moment. Not until the rain starts to pour and both stunned. They ran all the way and came back to Timothee's house.

As Timothee opened the door, he was welcome by lifeless body of his brother. Then as he opened door wider, they both saw motionless bodies. No blood was found. Then they saw Timothee's uncle, putting some syringe on Timothee's father. He was wearing gloves and shoes from Timothee's father.

Both of their eyes widened as they comprehend what's happening. Then Timothee's uncle saw the both of them and smiled as wide as he can.

"Hello, welcome home." He said in his creepy voice.

He then slowly approached them as they slowly stepped away from him. Their heart pumps faster as he is getting closer.

"Come here, Timmy! Why don't join me?" He said then Jeremy quickly grabbed Timothee's hand and ran away.

It was raining heavily and it was very hard to ran. But they still manage to get out of their and come back to Jeremy's house. There, Timothee started crying as Jeremy's mother approached the both of them.

"What's wrong?" She asked while grabbing a towel and looking at the both of them.

Timothee was crying so hard that's why Jeremy spoke instead "Mother, his uncle killed them all."

"His uncle!?" Jeremy's father asked and appeared out of nowhere.

"Yes, father.." Jeremy replied in a scared tone.

"Are you Timothee? Get out of here." Jeremy's father said as he grabbed Timothee's arm.

"What are you doing? He's just a child!" The mother shouted as she tried to pushed Jeremy's father away.

"You don't know his uncle! I don't want to put our family at risk!" Jeremy's father shouted back.

The mother pulled Timothee away from him and said to Jeremy "Get him a clean clothes and let him sleep in your room, darling. I'll talk your father."

Jeremy nodded and his father slapped the mother "Are you crazy!? Asher will hunt his own nephew down! Do you want to put son's life at risk!?"

"Why don't we call the authorities and say the truth?" The mother asked to the father.

"We can't" the father shouted back.

"Why!? Because you are detective and also working for some sort of illegal things! Do you think I wouldn't know that!? You are the one who put our lives at risk in the first place!" The mother shouted as tears fell down from her eyes.

"You don't know what I've been through..." the father said as he glared at her.

"I just want to help the boy and now you want me to just drag him outside. Let his uncle kill him... torture him? Your son has been telling me the truth. That boy was abused. We need to atleast help him.." the mother explained and the father just look away.

"What if it's the best to keep him outside! It's for the best! His family was full of freaks anyways." The father replied with furrowed brows.

"Do you have no heart at all?? That child needs help... we have options here. Keep him here or abandon him. We can't report to the authorities because of your fucking messed up things! I wouldn't let him go to his uncle.." The mother insisted then the father just threw a glass in the front of her.

"Don't you just understand?! Do have no mind at all!? If we keep him here..! We will get killed! I know Asher! He's not the kind of guy you wanna mess with! So clear up this fucking mess and go take the child outside!" The father demanded but the mother still insisted.

She sighed and shouted "No! My house, My rules! He's gonna stay here, have a nice life and we keep him in here!"

The father gulped, breathe heavily and replied "Fine, if you want to keep him in here. He will stay in the basement. Lock him up and make sure no one will hear him or see him. I bought this house so it's my house and my rules. If you still insisted then it's rather I will take my son away from here or you will go somewhere with that child but not with my son."