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You didn’t let him leave, you decided to make him leave one way or another.

Hello, my name is Andrew, I’ve taken advantage on the internet, I’ve attacked many suits who look down upon us like we are filth in the system. Any blockage of trapped souls in between is locked in place, I steal their details, their whole lives can be taken away from them with the code that lines them together. What they don’t know about me is that I have the ability to shutdown anyone who breaking my barrier. I’ve taken liberty on others, I’ve given them better lives- I’ve stolen their identities to remain hidden. All those pensioners are also victims from me, I attack them due to some of them being scammers. Committing fraud behind people’s backs, and we all just look the other way.

Whether you are a child or a teenager; you are a victim in this world. Don’t worry, Andrew’s got you under his protection unit. I’ve displayed your faults, and if you think you are going to keep taking from me without permission, if you think you are going to steal information from those who are gullible. You are highly mistaken, welcome to my domain, I’ve got you covered- but not quite in a safety net. Your display is taken away from you, and I’ve gotten into your files. All your juicy images that you feel were private are ready for publishing. You could become a star, a model even with the looks you are hiding from everyone. Why not share it with the world? Too afraid to expose your fake body? Those incredible fake teeth of yours are fooling the world, and all that plastic surgery? You will regret it when I end up at your doorstep. I’ve got a thing for fake stars, I shoot them down.

- Andrew’s Father –

Ah, a beautiful day like this don’t come often; the sun is going to be killing us by dawn. His smile seems to make the college girls giggle; they walk around him like pixies. Praising his work like it’s something original. My dad is not the sort of person to enjoy company, he hates it when girl’s younger than him are giving him the eye. Problem is that he won’t look the other way; he continues to flirt with them, the same ones that keep leaving their college heading to the beach in a tight kit. I would be lying if I told you they weren’t attractive. I really needed one of them with me, my dad wasn’t going to let that happen though.

“And? Are you going to help me or not? The car needs pushing to the side, I need you to grab the wheel for me, put it in reverse.” He looked so proud with himself, it made me sick to think that he wanted a younger body. What’s wrong with mom? She’s got pretty much all the good looks going for her.

I nodded, “okay dad, why can’t we just take five for a moment?”

He looked a little annoyed with me; “Andrew, your mother isn’t going to be back until later, we can even get the quick secret father and son business going; aren’t you interested, Andrew?”

“Dad, we don’t do that shit anymore, we are not going to make some risky sales.”

“What’s business without a few risks, ay, son?” Still smiling at me with his pearl whites.

“I’m not going with you, dad, you are on your own. I’m not going to help you continue these fake trades. One day, you are going to be sorry for it.” I spoke my mind, didn’t care whether he’d hate me or not.

Throwing the wrench against the car window, I could tell I had hit a weak spot.

“Fuck, son! I’m not going to do this thing alone. Your mother is gone for the day, I need some quick cash, and doing this family business shit isn’t going to put us above high waters.” His eyes reddened, the anger must swell up his eyes. All those tears he is holding back, he knows I’m right.

“I’ll call mom; she can explain to you why your fake business isn’t going to happen today.”

“Call her then, that old bitch won’t say much to you, son. You are a fucking idiot for even thinking that your dad is going to remain straight with his business.”

“No, dad, I’m smart, and you are the idiot here.” I couldn’t help myself; “you are going to continue to drive your life into the ground, and me and mom aren’t going down with you.”

This was it, I felt two large hands hold me against the car door, the shelter’s shutters came down, no longer could I see that beautiful blue sky. The light dimmed, my own eyes wouldn’t focus on the situation at hand. I couldn’t feel my legs anymore, I could just hear deep breathing, I couldn’t move.

“Your… ‘mother’ is a stupid bitch who don’t know her place in the family business.” His voice sounded so faded. “You’ve got no right to talk to your dad like that, I’m your fucking step dad, son, you need to appreciate me.”

None of this happened, he wasn’t real, he was hurting you from the inside.

Before the blue sky watched over me one last time; I watched the shutters open, my big-ass father nowhere to be seen. His car gone, I’m not even allowed to stand. I soon realized that he had taken me down, I looked around the room trying to find some kind of evidence to prove he assaulted me. Nothing, I did feel my pants were removed, and my body was most likely exposed in the dark. I can’t describe what it feels like, he got me right where he wanted me the whole time. He isn’t my dad? Then why pretend to be? Why does mom love him so much? I don’t understand where I stand.

*** Ringtone *** Beep, Beep, Beep

“Hello?” My voice sounded so broken, it was like all my energy had gone into the fear of my own dad.

“It’s your mom, Andy, I want you to tell your father that I’m coming back early; I’m on my way now, and make sure that you have fed Susan, don’t tell me that your dad forgot that too. I’ll wring his neck if I find out that he hasn’t been helping you with your homework.” She sounded calm, a little too calm perhaps.

“Mom? Dad isn’t here, he hasn’t been here all day. Susan is getting sick, and I can’t deal with this alone, mom.”

I could hear the vehicle in the background, she was in a car no doubt, but the continuous deep breaths made me curious to where she actually was. No way did she go to work, it doesn’t look the way, and the sound of her breathing into the phone makes me think one thing.

“Tell… your father that I will be back real soon, I love you, son, and make sure UGH, Susan is, AHH, make sure she is in bed for nine.” The sounds she was making, they were making me think all sorts of things. I couldn’t tell you if she was having an affair or not.

I spoke my mind again; “Why don’t you be honest with Susan?” My voice deepened; “tell her yourself over the fucking phone why you can’t be here for her birthday. Dad didn’t seem to give a shit that she was vomiting out blood, I cleared that up for you.”

Her groans only got louder; “Andrew, put down the phone, and don’t call me again.”

“I didn’t call you, but I bet you forgot about that because you are a stupid slut!”

“Still haven’t put the phone down? Forget it, I’ll do it myself, I expected you to do one thing for me. Put the fucking phone down right now, and go back to Susan, make sure she is in bed for NINE.”

I threw the phone against the wall in fear of her returning with this stranger giving her a time of her life. Sorry, but the sounds she continued to make on the phone were making me nervous. Susan needed her family around her, she was getting more sick by the hour. Dad don’t care about her, and I feel like I’m the only one who does. Not even mom will give her the time of day, it’s like nobody wants to be there for her birthday. Except me, I’m forced to stay with her, even if I too want to leave her in an empty room with nothing but a half-assed prepared birthday party.

The phone’s window was not shattered, cracks all over the thin screen. The car had left behind no traces, I had nothing to follow, nothing for proof that my own dad assaulted me. I couldn’t even face Susan, how could I go into her room on her birthday to tell her that dad isn’t real. He is just a fake wannabe who likes to get off from younger children. He abused me, I felt it all, and I can’t describe what it feels like. It feels wrong, and the feeling it gives you after its over is confusion, and it’s making me question my own sexuality. Why am I so confused? I just want to be me again.

*** Ringtone *** Beep, Beep, Beep (Vibration)

“Hey, it’s Susan, I’m waiting upstairs for you and dad, are you not coming back?” She was talking so fast, it’s like she too had seen some weird shit.

“Susan, your dad isn’t real, your mom is a whore, and I’m just a brother who wants to get away from you.”

21:00 (Beep, Beep, Beep)

Beep, Beep, Beep

It’s nine, the time where she wants my sister to be asleep. On her own birthday too, she will have to sleep with the thoughts that her entire family didn’t remember her special day. And nobody wanted to celebrate it with her, I was only there for the morning making sure she was happy for the short time she had left. Her illness made me turn away, I couldn’t face her again after seeing Susan all wrapped up in blankets. Not even mom looked her in the eyes, and my dad didn’t do anything to comfort her. Her endless tears continued all night until I went in to sleep next to her. She soon was asleep smiling, and I felt like I had done the right thing.


“Susan? Sis? It’s Andrew, can I come in?” My voice stuttered, I had hesitation, I couldn’t even force myself to knock again.

Her voice sounded so sick, it was like all her energy had been drained out over time; “come in, c-come in, Andrew, I’ve got something for you.”

The door opened, she actually had a long piece of string tied around the door handle connected to her drawers. It’s like she knew her sickness would stop her from being able to get out of bed. Good on her for being smart, she had made a little contraption that allows her to open the door from the comfort of her own bed. Her long brown hair over her sick looking face, I feel a sick puppy next to her would just add to the depression.

“Close the door, Andrew. I don’t want anything getting in, I’m already sick as it is.” A good little joke she made, I could tell she was happy to see me.

I closed the door behind me, her string snapped off as I closed it a little too hard. “Shit, I’m sorry sis, I’m not usually one for breaking things. Ha,” I smiled at her.

“Dad is known for that not you Andrew.” She continued my joke, it’s like she agreed with me.

“Dad isn’t coming back I don’t think, and mom is out getting laid.”  I couldn’t stop this if I tried.

“How’s your- your um, how are you?”

“You don’t sound so sure about anything bro, it’s like you forgot how to speak while being out with dad.”

My spine shivered, that chill going up my spinal cord, I couldn’t shake off the memory that had buried itself into my brain. That thought of my body being exposed to him, that dirty thought of him using me like that. Making me lay down against a car, he made me do things- I’m not proud of.

“Forget it, sis, I don’t want any bad blood between us.” I spoke my feelings, “your cake is downstairs, want me to bring it up to you?” I looked around the room trying to find something else to talk about.

She nodded, then coughed out a drooled mess of bloody salvia. “I’m sorry, I-I can’t- “She paused, “I can’t help myself, it’s like whatever I had yesterday is making me really sick.”

“Did you tell mom about this? Did you explain to her that you being sick has nothing to do with me?”

“Did you say anything about me being involved?” My own voice stuttered, my stupid question kicked in.

She looked bewildered, confused as fuck; “I’ve got nothing to say to you, bro, you MADE me sick! You made me drink that stuff. You told me that it was for me, and you said it would help me!”

STOP! 21:00, that’s when Susan comes home from her practice.

21:00, that’s when dad comes back to hurt me. STOP! Fucking stop it!

21:00, that’s when mom returns with her slutty clothing, she has it going for, she’s got me trapped in a room.

21:00, 21:00-

Susan is dead.

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