Despicable Me,
Despicable You,
Despicable Us.
Chapter 3: Slaying the Dreamer
I turned off all of the lights so that the girls could sleep, taking into consideration their long and tiring day. I kissed their foreheads and walked back downstairs,
"You have quite the place, sis." Said an unwanted voice, I clenched my fists in pure hate and fury. And there, sitting cross-legged before me was the man I based my hate on... My brother, Justin...
"The hell are you doing here? What part of, 'I fucking hate your existence' didn't you get? Was it the 'hate' part, or are you just deaf?" I hissed, slowly pulling the knife out of the cargo pocket on my black skinny jeans. He got up from the sofa and waltzed around the room, acting like he owned the place. The rage rushed through me like water through a destroyed dam, to the point that my fists started to shake. He walked over to me, menacingly. Intending on standing my ground, I stood there, fists bared and knife hidden. But, as he approached me, my body froze on me. Feeling all the pain he caused me and all of the horrible memories he forced into me bubbled up to the surface, my eyes began to sting as tears rolled down each cheek, 'God damn it! No, no, no, no! Don't freeze on me damn it!' I mentally hissed at myself, next thing I knew he had me pinned to the wall of the staircase, his figure loomed over my shaking body,
"There's no need to get so excited..." he whispered huskily, the tears rolled down my cheeks even faster than before, his hands began to roam over my body, feeling every inch and crevice in it.
"Are you gonna let this shit head fuck you?" yelled a familiar voice, 'Dad?' "Kick this punk's fucking ass! You're my daughter! There's no fucking way in hell that you're gonna let yourself get raped! You're strong enough to rip this cunt's dick off, now do it!" then a burst of adrenaline shot through my veins, I brought my leg up and kicked him away,
"I never gave you my consent, so too bad for you, bitch." I hissed as I loomed over his body, I pulled out the knife and threw it at his right shoulder, pinning him down to the floor of the staircase. I drew another knife out of my other pocket,
"NOOO! STOP IT!" yelled Sam from the top of staircase; I looked up to see her face stained by tears. When I was tackled to the ground causing me to fall down the staircase, then the same knife that pierced my brother's shoulder pinned me down in the same shoulder. As I was recovering from the blow, he ran out of the front door. "WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?" She yelled
"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with YOU? Didn't you see that he tried to rape me?" I yelled back,
"HE WOULD NEVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT! YOU'RE JUST MAKING IT UP!
"Tch. That's what you think..." I hissed darkly, I got up and walked out trying to see if there was any way I could follow his tracks. I saw a trail of blood leading from my door to down the street; I smirked wolfishly and ran after the trail.
"God damn it, Jack! Don't you ever listen?" She yelled after me, I ripped the knife out of my shoulder and kept running after him. 'Not this time you're not, you're not escaping me... not this time...' I hissed mentally, feeling the rush of what it would be like to get rid of him for good. As I kept running, I noticed that the neighborhood kept getting darker. 'Shoot, its a trap' I thought, 'whatever, he's still gonna pay either way...' I made my way deeper into the neighborhood, when five guys circled around me. I smirked and pulled the knives in my boots out, I smirked and took a fighting stance.
"Look, we don't want to fight a girl," said one of the boys, immediately after that comment escaped his lips, rage boiled even faster through my veins, "But if we have to, we will. So just, leave our boss alone and we'll leave you alone. Ok?" I took a deep breath and pounced on him, putting the knife through his heart. I quickly withdrew it and jumped onto the guy next to him, slitting his throat. I back flipped off of him and landed on another guy's shoulders, plunging one of the three knives into his chest. I leaned forward causing him to fall forward; I jumped off of his body and onto the back of another, slitting his throat from behind. And finally, I threw my last knife at the last one standing. I took another deep breath, recollecting my sanity and continued running after my brother.
"You've gotten better, I see?" he retorted. I smirked,
"And the credit goes to my father," I said condescendingly, his fists were clenched tightly, "Its too bad, you know. Maybe if he loved you at all, you could probably be half as good as me." I mocked; he took a deep breath and jumped on me. I easily maneuvered out of his way, jumping onto him; pinning him down. He rolled onto his back, pinning me down,
"And the funny thing is, that whenever we're fighting; I walk away victorious. Maybe father wasn't that much of a good teacher after all." He mocked; I kneed him hard in the stomach, getting him off of me. We ran to each other, locking hands pushing on each other, testing the other's strength. I head-butt him in the face, sending him staggering down. I gripped the collar of his shirt, about to punch him hard in the face.
"Put your weapons down and step away from the young man." Boomed a cop's voice, I sighed and stepped back and dropped my knife; putting my hands in the air. "Walk towards the car," I did as the voice instructed and put my body on the car. The cop came up from behind me and cuffed my hands, "You're under arrest for unlawful conduct, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. If you do not have an attorney we will supply one for you." I sighed as the police officer pushed me into the car, I growled as I watched my brother grin and walk away happily.
