Chapter 8, Life’s end
I couldn’t stand him, how could father do this, to Star, to anyone. Oh wait, I know why, because he’s my fucking father, a murderous shit bag who doesn’t give two fucks about his family. I looked around me. Everywhere I ran, there was chaos and destruction, almost everything was… in ashes. I ran until I found the place my father lived. The door had been broken off it’s hinges, I could hear voices, shouting, the smashing of various objects. I peeked inside… I thought I was going to piss myself, because what I saw next, would be the most terrifying thing I’d ever seen.
It was father and… mother? It was truly horrifying. Mother being hurt, raped by father. I put my hand over my mouth, I can’t tell if I was going to scream or puke. My mother, being hurt by this… this thing!? Her eyes were open wide, her mouth was gagged to mute out the screams, she’d been stripped and beaten. Her body was covered in bruises and bite marks. Her head was tilted back, I saw her eyes, staring back at me. They were filled with pain and tears, bloodshot from the hurt. They were begging at me for help. I wanted to run into that room and save her, but we both knew that I’d get… hurt too. Hard choice, try save mother, or run like a coward. I had to help her…
Well… that didn’t go so well. If you want to know what happened, I was caught instantly. Father knew I was outside the door and when I ran in he grabbed me by the neck and threw me against the wall. Now all I can do is stay down and watch them, him torturing my mother, her crying for father to stop… but the force of the throw left me slummped against the wall. All I could do was watch and cry. I couldn’t help but gag, the sights, the sounds, everything was… my fault. I had no strength to stand up. I heard the cracking of bones, the smashing of glass, the cries of pain, the maniacal laughter as it got rougher and rougher. I must have gone crazy, I thought I heard Evilyn.
Wait… that was Evilyn! “Evilyn, help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, I felt a sharp, deep jab in my chest, the cracking of ribs, I was coughing up blood. “Shut it… you mistake of a child.” I wanted to kill him, I wanted to slit his throat and splash in a pool of his blood. But all I could think now was ‘oh god, I’m gonna die, I didn’t even make it past twenty, let alone die at sixteen’. I toppled over, this is it, I’m going to die with no one by my side, nobody to comfort me, no one to save me. I took one what I thought would be my last look at the door,and what I saw… filled me with hope.
I opened my eyes as wide as I could, I saw them, my friends, my sister. I saw them all. My eyes were brimming with tears. But how were they going to get past father… they’d get hurt too. I was so angry at father, all of a sudden, I felt as if I had the strength to stand up. I got up to my hands and knees, blood dripping from mouth. I stood up, I suddenly had a woozy feeling sweep ove me, as if I was drunk. I staggered to my feet, even though I couldn’t stand properly, I was willing to risk it all to help defeat that son of a bitch.
I somehow managed to crawl past him, it’s as if he wasn’t even paying attention, oh yeah, he was too busy staring at my mother’s naked body. That fucking pervert, I’ll show him. Evilyn lifted me to my feet, and we crept away quietly. I was propped up against the wall of the next house. “Sis, I just wanna say… WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING!” I gave a weak smile, despite my pain. “You could have died!” chipped in Jane. If you think about it, it’s my fault I came here, but it’s not my fault I got hurt. It’s father’s fault. “Come on guys, I’m fi-”. I started coughing, I was hacking away, I collapsed onto the rough, stone floor of the underworld. Blood came pouring out of my mouth. Everyone was around me, trying to calm me down, wiping the blood. I pushed them away. After standing up again I finished my sentence before I could be interrupted again. “I’m fine.” Everyone just stared at me as if I were insane. “No… no you’re not fine! You were coughing up blood just a moment ago.”
Suddenly, a crashing noise came from behind us. The fight had only just begun.