((Ca-Ca-Poo-Poo-Pee-Pee-Shire! That's the best made up place ever! Yeah, Maken my own cloths again… Made and Awesome Nny look-at-like shirt, 'sept girlie-er….))
Squee turned away from the window quickly, his eyes were wide and he pressed his back up against the outside of the house, sliding down. He sat on the ground, his knees pulled tightly to his chest, it appeared that he was trying to sort it all out, like it made no sense to him.
Jhonny stepped back when Squee's breathing became harsh and un-rhythmic, it was odd watching someone else like this, he was usually the one to act like this. He had always hoped the best for Squee, but it never paid off, the poor boy was so miserable.
Squee, jumped up quickly, before Jhonny could see what he had in his hand, he whirled it through the window, shattering the glass and wakeing the little girl. She sprung up, sitting in her bed with the covers pulled up high, as to hide.
Putting one hand on the window sile he vaulted through the window and into the little girl's room. His hand was bleeding pretty bad but he tried to ignore it. Todd glared at the girl before walking over smoothly and locking the door. He then turned back to his little sister; she looked terrified, just like him when he was younger.
Shmee was going wild in his head, he was screaming at Squee to stop, though he was a violent voice, he needed Squee to be alive. He had to be alive and free for Shmee to be alive and free, and by doing what Todd is about to do, he is putting their life and their freedom in jeopardy.
Ignoring the constant protest from the bear, he looked the girl over, she was shit, this house was shit, his parents were shit; all shit. Pouncing onto the girls bed he ripped the covers off her; she screamed in terror. "STOP! MOOOOOOMEEEEE! DAAAAAAADDDDEEEE!"
By now her parents had reached the door, they beat on the door and shouted. "WHAT WRONG BABY! BABY!" They listened to her scream and her mother began to sob as her dad rammed himself against the door, trying to break it down.
"SHUT UP!" Squee shrieked, he couldn't take the girl's screams, Shmee's screams, and his mom and dad on the other side of the door. The girl just continued to scream, it agitated him so, why couldn't she just be quiet. He quickly and forcefully wrapped his fingers around the toddler's neck, shaking her back and force, with such force.
"WHO IS THAT? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY BABY?" His father shouted through the door. "IF YOU TOUCH HER I'LL FUCKEN KILL YOU! YAH HEAR ME!" This just caused his mother to sob louder and plead for her daughter's life.
"Please don't hurt me baby! Please! I'll do anything! Please just don't hurt her… I'm begging you… GOD PLEASE HELP HER! Oh god…" The woman was frantic, sniveling, pleading and praying, but it was all-useless.
All these protests to him killing her made him even more uncontrollable, why didn't they plead for him like this? Why didn't they pray for him to be safe, this girl had everything he didn't, she toke it all from him and she didn't deserve to live.
Her hands went up to Todd's hands, trying to pry them off, it a natural reaction to do that; but this just caused him to squeeze tighter. She gasped and let out a couple chocked out screams. Then, Squee felt a pop in her neck, and his grip seemed to loosen; he had collapsed her esophagus.
Her eyes rolled back a little, fluttering open and shut while she tried to breath, it infuriated him even more that she wasn't dead yet, and it was getting hard to keep Shmee from taking over. He tightened his grip, shaking her as hard as he could, then a loud snapping noise; her head fell unnaturally back. He had snapped her neck, he could see the broken bones through her skin, it was utterly disturbing.
Pulling himself from the bed, dragging the body out with him, and went over to the door, it was giving way, it should crack soon. Stop Todd! While your ahead just stop! Get out of here before they come in and you're in more trouble… He just ignored the bears futile attempts to stop him, he had started and he was going to finish, its like peeing you just can't stop. Please Todd! Just fuck em! They don't deserve you anger anyhow, leave the kid in the bed and let em find her… Pull her panties off, cut her a few times, make it real ugly and then leave. It would hurt worse! That wasn't good enough, he needed more, he needed to kill them. The feeling of justification was so exhilarating; he didn't want to stop with just her. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THEY DO TO GUYS LIKE YOU IN PRISON! STOP!
He ignored the bear, watching the door buckle and crack, until it busted open. His father stared at him a moment, he didn't know who this kid was, then he looked down and saw his daughter, and her neck. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
((OH YEAH! I gotta go get dressed.. Gotta go see that bitchy probation officer..))