Here comes Chapter 5, now we get to hear the story of Billy! This chapter is pretty sad…and disturbing…

Billy had just got done cleaning his room. He saw his mom smoking on the couch with her new friend. He crept in the corner not to be seen by his mom's friend. The friend and his mom were kissing. Billy only thought she could only do that with his dad. He didn't like his mom's friend. He said his name was Buddy. Ever since she met him and brought him over she really didn't pay attention to Billy let alone say "I love you". He really wanted his dad to come home. It was Christmas Eve and he was excited for tomorrow because he would get to open his present. He really wanted to get this really nice fire truck. Everyone wanted it. He knew he wouldn't get it though because his mom said that Santa was shot down by the Russians. He heard his mother telling her friend about a plan. He really didn't know what the plan was really. He just knew it had something to do with his dad. After an hour of waiting Billy's dad came home. He came to see Billy in the front door waiting for him. He saw Billy and smiled.

"DADDY!!" Billy called out.

"Hey there kiddo! Where's your mom? She said you guys were gonna make cookies." He asked.

"Well, she's in the room with her friend. Daddy, I thought she could only kiss you." He told him.

Billy's dad had a confused look on his face. "Look, Billy, There's somthin for ya under the tree, I want you to go get it, pack some clothes, we'll get your present, and we'll go to grandmas okay?" Billy's dad told him. Billy nodded and quickly went up stairs.

Billy rushed to his room in excitement. Billy was in his room for about 5 minutes. He was almost finished packing when he heard yelling. He thought something was wrong. He quietly snuck downstairs, and leaned over the banister to find his mom and dad arguing. He wondered what it was about.

"Ted, he's my family now!!" his mother screamed.

"I can't believe you're with this guy!! Billy and I are leaving! You can expect some divorce papers commin by!!" he shouted.

"You can't take my kid!!" she yelled.

"He's mine too! You don't even love him you bitch!" Billy's dad yelled.

"Billy!! C'mon lets get outta here!!" His dad screamed. He only had his backed turned for about 10 seconds. That choice cost him his life. "Buddy" quickly grabbed a hammer and whacked him in the head. Billy sank to his knees. He stumbled to the ground, knocking a present over to Billy. Billy opened it to find the fire truck he wanted. He then started to cry as they beat him more and more. His mom and Buddy had found out he had seen the whole thing. The looked at him in hate and terror. All Billy could do was look at them in fear…

It was 1 week after the incident that happened with Billy's dad. He saw his mom and "Buddy" take his Daddy in a car. He heard his mother talking.

"I have everything under control. Listen Frank, Hal's buried under the house! No one will ever know! We can start the family we always wanted, with a young beautiful little girl." She told him.

"What about your kid? Its not gonna be dandy, with your NEW kid here." Frank told her as he drank his coffee.

"Don't worry, I told you I have everything under control." She said as she gave him an evil grin.

Billy listened and ran towards his room. He got his suitcase and packed everything. He grabbed his fire truck and ran. His mom and Frank were still in the kitchen. He ran as fast as he could through the front door.

"What the Fuck?!" Frank called out.

Frank ran towards him. Bill's mom ran back into the kitchen. Billy hid under the patio. He looked rapidly for Frank. He was standing probably 2 feet away. He grabbed a piece of sharp wood. Billy saw his feet. In a heart beat, he lunged the wood into his foot. Frank screamed in pain. Billy got out and grabbed his keys from inside. He saw his mom looking at him through the window. He ran into the garage. He opened the car door, and tried staring the car. He didn't know how, but he wanted to leave. He started the car and opened the garage. He made it half way out when a plastic bag was pulled over his face. He screamed and lost control of the car. He heard his mother's cranky crackly voice. "FILTHY BILLY!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!??" she yelled.

Billy cried. "GET THIS OFF!!! MOMMY I CANT BREATHE!!" he screamed out.

His mom then dragged him by his feet through the cold snow. She then threw him into the house, and shut the door right behind him.

15 years later, Billy was still alive. He was kept in a dark musty attic. For all those years, he was treated like that. His mom and step-dad soon had a little girl together, and seemed happy. Her name was Agnes. She was blonde. His mom cared for her so much. This made Billy angry. One day, he was waiting for his meal when he saw a glimpse of her. She looked pretty, like they wanted. This made him angrier so he went to a darker part of the attic to sulk in pain. Agnes was playing with her ball. She bounced it up and down when it went all the way upstairs. She ran to go get it. She was stumped to find no ball at all. She looked everywhere, but it wasn't there. She then saw the attic hatch open. She never knew there was a place like that in the house. Out of curiosity, she started climbing up the steps. She made it have way when her mom stopped her.

"Agnes, what are you doin honey?!" she said in an eager voice.

"My ball's up there." Agnes replied while pointing up.

"Don't worry honey; we'll get you a better one! Now come on, daddy's work partners are here, and they want to meet you! Go along now!" she told her.

Billy's mom looked up at the attic. Don't you ever come out, she said, knowing Billy was listening.

3 months later, Christmas was there. Agnes was playing with her new ballerina. She went up to her room when someone called her name. "Agnes… cum here!" the voice whispered. "Hello?" Agnes asked. She soon went up the attic hatch. She went up the in attic…

"Pam, have you seen Agnes?" Frank asked.

"No, I haven't." she replied. She went up to her room. She looked to find her no where. "AGNES!!" she yelled. There was no response.

The phone rang. "Hello?!" she asked. "Mommy, I'm okay, I'm with Billy. I want him to have cookies. He's coming down, okay?" Agnes told her mom. She started to laugh. Pam went into shock. The phone went dead. Pam ran to the kitchen to see Billy, full grown. He was holding the edge of a glass unicorn, probably from Agnes room. Frank went inside to see Billy. Billy walked up to him. He was so angry, he lunged the unicorn in his head, killing him instantly. Billy soon started walking towards his mom. She ran into the den looking for Agnes. "Where is she!?" she yelled. Billy soon disappeared. It was quiet. She started walking in the living room. "Agnes?" she whispered. There was a little laugh. "Agnes, don't tell em what we did…" a voice mumbled. Soon, a man popped out from the closet and stabbed her in the hand. It was Billy, getting his revenge. His mom tripped and ran to her room and Billy ran after. She went to get her gun. She finally got it when a plastic bag was thrown over her head. She didn't know what was going on. All she could hear was silence. Billy grabbed her hands fiercely tight so she couldn't hurt him. He soon got his glass unicorn, and gouged out her eye. She screamed so much. Her body went motionless. Blood filled the smooth white carpet. Billy threw the unicorn at the wall. He soon looked on his side to see Agnes looking right at him in fear. "Billy? What did you do to mommy and daddy?" she asked. Billy just looked at her and dragged the body of his mother down the steps. He took her to the kitchen, and grabbed the cookie cutter. He soon cut pieces of her flesh, and loaded them up into the oven. As soon as they were crispy, he ate them, with his glass of warm milk….