Hey Im back! *shot* Another dark story. Hope ya like it!
Warnings- Mentions of Rape, Pedophilia, Character death, and slight stalking.
A man came today.
He was a strange looking man.
A tan man who wore a large smile.
A man who wouldn't stop staring at me.
I paid him no mind and went back to work.
As a maid I had a lot to do.
The man and my boss were talking.
He would peek at me from time to time.
And I could only think,
What does he want with me?
My little brother was not home.
Only the man, and me.
No one liked me.
Not even God.
That is why that faithful day I met that man.
The man who took it all.
One with a kind smile,
and evil eyes.
He had them green.
I had amber ones.
His were better, but he said mine were the best.
He made me feel pretty.
With his fancy, big words.
Told me I was beautiful and he'd take care of me.
Told me of a better life, with him.
Just the two of us.
Such beautiful lies.
The man would come once, then twice, and sometimes did stay.
Always tried to touch me.
I'd scream and I'd curse and I'd tell him, "GO AWAY!"
He just smiled and left.
"Say hola to your hermano for me."
He knew my brother.
My sweet and innocent, baby brother.
Poor Feli, he'd done nothing wrong.
So why was this man bothering with him?
One day he asked of me,
"Say my name."
What a strange request.
"My name is Anthonio. Go on, say it."
I had my pride, which became my silence.
I wouldn't say it.
"Such a shame, well I guess I'll go see Feli..."
Have to save him. Have to save Feli,
"..-toni..."
He stopped and looked at me.
Another smile, another dark look.
"What was that? Your going to have to speak louder."
Leave me alone. Leave Feli alone. Just go away.
"...-Antho..."
Smile got bigger, so did other parts of him.
"One more time, just say it for me..."
Practically purring, hand twitching to touch.
"...Anthonio..."
A pair of hands, a sickening smile, and a silent scream.
No one home and no where to run.
Kicking and punching.
Biting and pinching.
Nothing could save me.
Was I hated this much?
Did God really not want me?
The least that he could've done was kill me.
End my suffering with one snap.
But I was forced to live.
To watch.
To feel.
To hear his pleasured groans and my own pained cries.
A horrid feeling as he tore me in two.
Im only ten.
Yet he only said,
"So good...too good"
What to do?
A shimmer of light.
Brighter than his eyes.
What could it be?
Reaching for it, I still can't see.
Its long and is heavy.
Anything for the pain to fade.
Far too gone in his pleasure called pain,
he fails to notice what I've got.
I raise it up and up,
he looks too late.
I bring it down, and down.
A slurt of blood and a howl of shame.
A blade between his hand,
He's red, like blood.
Boy he's mad.
So sad, so sad.
For the Italian boy.
He was taken by the man,
then slaughtered at last.
Said man is Anthonio.
Who preys on the innocence of children.
So beware, beware,
of this Spanish man.
For he knows no mercy.
Proven by the mutilated body of a boy named Romano.
"He was the one...
the one for me...
if I can't have him...
...no one can..."
By the way Roderich was Romano boss.
I own nothing,
but one day I might,
if you press that button,
yes that button,
that button right there
*Creepy Grin*