The Imperiled

"Well, your mother and I have noticed a few things lately." Things? I just washed the evidence so there shouldn't be things..

"Like?" I mutter and stare at them my face blank; my hand behind my back, my fingers clenched tightly to where my nails make moon crescents to distract me.
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My head swings to the right hard and fast as my mother harshly gasps at my fathers actions, his palm red; my face swollen already. I balance myself as words are harshly whispered in my ear.
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"Do it.." The voice whispers...

That's when it all started going to hell..