I walked down the stairs and helped serve the table with food. While being grounded, I have to do chores, errands, and whatever else they want me to do. It's both to keep me busy and to make sure I stay out of trouble.

After setting it with food, we all sat down and began eatting. It was silent until my dad spoke up. But the first words to come out of his mouth were the ones I hoped to avoid.

"How long until your court date, Korey?" I almost choked on a spoon full of peas that were going down my throat.

"Next Monday at 11:35am."

"And do you know why you're there?" Great, he's interrogating me and making me feel guilty for the train of events that occured this month.

"I'm charged for attempted murder on a classmate of mine named April Stevens."

"And do you know why he charging you?"

"Because she assumes I'm the killer."

"No, because you're the one behind all this!" He was now shouting at me and Mom was doing nothing to stop him.

"Do you believe I would really kill someone?"

"We've been speaking to the police and all the evidence points straight to you!"

"The police don't like me because they believe the students over me!"

"Then why were you always at the scene of the crime? Why are most of the deaths the students you don't like? Why is April so sure of herself it was you who tried to kill her?"

"She didn't even see me! How could she know anything if her back was turned that whole time?"

"I don't even know why we're having this arguement. We should've turned you in to the police a long time ago." I felt a bullet go through my chest. That hurt so much to hear from him. I wanted to argue more, maybe try to explain myself. But, I think I've lost full respect and trust from my parents. I had no one that would care about me or even believe in me. This was just heart breaking.

"Why?" I tried to ask while a tear escaped my eye.

"Great," my dad continued, "Now you're a little girl. Didn't I tell you time and time before that boys aren't supose to cry?"

"Shut up! You sound like you're coaxing me to kill you!"

"If you even try, I know you'll regret it."

"Regret being away from this horrid town that accuses some fucked up kid for killing people?"

"Watch that mouth of yours!"

"Or what? Are you going to ground me some more? Or are you going to keep me grounded while I'm rotting away in jail?"

"Korey," my mom spoke up in a concerning voice, "Please don't anger your-"

"Like I care if he gets pissed off at me. You guys hate me anyways."

"I told you to watch that mouth of yours!" My dad started running towards me, making me fall out of my chair. Out of nowhere, I pulled at a random chain on the collar without thinking.

That's when I heard my mother scream and fall to the ground. My dad looked behind him and I stood up to see Chatterer stabbing my mom with a knife. My dad tried to tackle him but was forced to the wall by a chain wrapping around his neck. I got up and ran to him with both fear and sadness written on my face.

"Chatterer! No! Please stop! Don't hurt her!" I grabbed his hand that held the kinfe and tried to pull it back. He stopped and looked down at my shaking form.

"Please, don't do it! I beg you to please stop!" I think some tears were going down my face again but it didn't matter. A few tears were not enough to stop a Cenobite from their attacks.

I felt his hand slowly go down and put the knife away. I saw him disappear along with the chain around my dad's neck. I stood there with tears falling down my face as my dad came behind me and punched me in the back of my head. I stumbled to the ground head first and hit my forehead against the floor.

"What were you thinking? Making that thing attack your mother! Didn't you know she was pregnant?" I stared at the floor in shock. This was news to me. I didn't think my mom was pregnant. Sure, she was throwing up a few times in the past week but I thought she was sick. I'm in major trouble now.

My dad had to carry Mom to the emergecy room to make sure both her and the baby were fine. I had to clean up the mess in the dining room before they came home and started yelling at me again. It took about 30 minutes to finish but it was done and Mom and Dad were nowhere in sight.

I walked up to my room, crawled onto my bed, curled into a ball, and silently cried to myself until I fell asleep. I couldn't deal with this stuff anymore. I knew there was not going to be a mother to comfort me through my struggles. There wasn't going to be a father to congraduate me in every good thing I do. There wasn't going to be a girlfriend who'd take my thoughts seriously. Soon, there won't be a little brother or sister that will look up to me as a role model, or walk in my footsteps. I was a failure and a disgrace amoung my parents, my girlfriend, everyone in this town.

"Just let me die, someone," I said to myself as I was half way off to sleep. Then, I felt fingers on my face, tracing over it softly. My eyes shot open and I looked up to see that it was Chatterer. I sat up and looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"What was that back there?" I hissed at him, "Why did you do that? Did you even know that my mom was pregnant? Now my parents are really pissed off at me! Why couldn't you just disappear after you were summoned?" He put his hand behind my head where my dad punched me, which caught me off guard.

He leaned close to me to where our heads were only inches away from each other. I started blushing out of nowhere as his teeth came so close to my lips. They brushed up against my lips and stayed there for awhile. Is this a...kiss?

I heard the front door open and grew alarmed. Chatterer moved his head toward the direction of the sound with his knife ready. I put my hand on his shoulder and whispered, "No." He put his knife away and disappeared, leaving me in my room tired and confused.