The way to deal with PAIN
Hmm, who shall be next? Ah! There! She would be perfect!
My scream echoed throughout our house. "No Daddy, stop!" I yelled, being beaten by my father, drunk on beer and alcohol.
"Stop it, Steven!" my Mommy yelled.
Daddy turned and slapped Mommy, "don't give me orders, I'm the one in charge." Once he finished saying this, he started to beat up my mom.
Hot tears streamed down my bruised face as I crawl back to my room, not strong enough to get on the bed, I stay on the floor crying.
A calm voice asked, "Are you all right?"
I shake my head no, not entirely caring if the voice could see me.
"Would you like me to help you?" it asked.
I nod yes and the voice speaks up again.
"Just tell me, whom you hate?" it asked.
"I hate my father; he's been so mean to Mommy and me; he beats us and we can barely live 'cause he spends all of our money on beer." I vented. "I can never see my friends; he's the reason I don't have any friends."
"ahh, I see, that must be hard to live with that: no friends and an abusive father." the voice said tenderly. "I shall deal with this."
"Thanks…" I mumbled looking around. Behind me was a small face, only an eye and a smile. The smile wasn't really a smile, it was more of a frown, but not a serious frown, just a slight frown. "Are you what I was talking to?" I asked.
"Yes. You can call me Face, if you want to." The face said, looking down.
"Is something wrong," I asked, getting into a position that was comfortable and so my body doesn't hurt.
"Nope, just licking my wounded pride." It stuck out a long tongue and moved it around in the air.
I laughed a little.
"See, it's good to smile once in a while." Face smiled. "I'm going to see if I can straiten your Daddy out, 'kay?"
"are you leaving?" I asked.
"yes," he said simply.
"ok," I sniffled.
"come now, wipe that frown off your face," he said hardening his voice.
"I'm sorry," I say, smiling.
"good, I'll be leaving now," the face disappeared.
I leaned against the wall. I slightly missed the comfort of him who I consider a friend. He was probably the only friend I ever had at my house. He was dealing with my problems; it's really nice of him. I yawned and grabbed my pillow from my bed by reaching from the ground; I tucked it behind my head a dozed off.
"wakey, wakey." I opened my eyes.
"huh?" I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.
"you awake?" Face asked.
"now that you woke me up, yes." I giggled.
Face chuckled.
"what time is it?" I asked.
"umm…it's light outside," face said glancing at the window next to my bed.
"ah, it's morning?!" I exclaimed.
"I guess…" Face said, clearly oblivious.
"I'm going to get some breakfast, wanna' come?" I asked, sitting up from the ground.
"nah, I'm not hungry, I ate last night," Face appeared to shrug.
"ok then," I stood up only to fall back down in pain, "oww! I got bruises all over me; it hurts to stand."
"Aww...I hope you feel better," Face examined my feet which where swollen and purple.
"what are you doing?" I asked as he prodded my feet, slightly tickling them.
"I'll make them feel better," he said rubbing a lone finger on my foot.
I gasped; the trail where he let his finger slip around my foot, it returned to normal. Soon my feet were back in perfect condition.
"try them out," Face said gesturing with his hands.
I cautiously stood up and gasped, "wow, they feel like new!" I jumped up on one foot, then the other. "thanks, Face!" her face saddened. "aww, but now I feel guilty; you've been doing all these wonderful things for me, but I haven't done anything for you back."
"do not worry, the only thing I ask is the simplest of questions, 'whom do you hate?'" Face said, smiling.
"oh, umm, I don't know…I'll think over it when I eat, ok?"
"take as long as you want, Nana." Face made a bowing gesture.
I smiled and walked out of my room. As I came into the den, I said, yawning, "what's for breakfast, Mommy?"
No response.
"Mommy?" I walking into the kitchen; nobody. I went into Mommy and Daddy's room; nobody. I called out into the house, "hello? Anyone here? Mommy? Daddy?" I got worried. I was alone in our house. "but Mommy doesn't leave the house, she doesn't work…" I mumble to myself, walking around the seemingly empty house.
"is something the matter?" Face said, appearing out of nowhere. "you feel stressed."
"oh, Face, I can't find Mommy and Daddy, where could they've gone?" I panicked.
"umm did one have short dark hair and on with blond hair?" Face asked suspiciously.
"yeah, that sounds just like my Mom and Dad," I replied.
"…nope haven't seen them."
"but you know what they look like, how come you don't know where they are?" I asked.
"...you're hurting my feelings, Nana. Blaming me like that." Face looked away. "I guess we were never really best friends..."
"ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for blaming you; don't leave!" I quickly apologized.
"you sure?" Face asked, turning to face me.
"cross my heart." I put both of my index fingers to make an "X" and placed it over my heart.
Instantly Face backed away.
"what's wrong?" I asked stepping closer.
"gahh! That repulsing gesture makes me sick!" Face yelled.
"I'm sorry," I said, slightly surprised.
"you better be," Face grumbled.
"can you help me find my parents?" I asked.
"sure. Hey did you find an answer to my question?" Faced asked, keeping his distance from me.
"oh I totally forgot about that; there's this a kid in school who's mean to me." I explained.
"do you know his name?" he asked, eagerly.
"umm, I think it's like Jeffery or something." I raked my mind for and answer.
"you sure, I easier to have the name correct," Face warned.
I thought for a moment, "yeah, his name is Jeffery."
"ok, bye-bye; I'm off to deal with 'Jeffery'," Face said dissolving into the air.
"wait,"-Face stopped-"can't you do it later?" I asked, wishing for company.
Face smiled, "I can't always be here, I have to deal with the boy."
"well I don't want you to leave!" I stubbornly exclaimed.
"but I have to," Face try to persuade me to let him leave.
"you don't have to leave; you said that you would do anything for me if I told you who I hate."
"it's 'whom', Nana," Face gritted his teeth.
"whatever, I don't care."
"Nana, the purpose I asked you that question was to deal with that person, I have to leave to deal with them." he explained.
"you can come to school with me and do it there," I replied with success.
"fine," Face looked into my eyes with his eye, "but be prepared for anything, 'kay?"
"I'll be fine." I smiled.
"when is school?" Face said the word "school" like it was a weird word.
"tomorrow, I think. My Mommy knew when I go or not." I shrugged.
"hmm," Face grunted.
"hey, when you said "deal with" what does that mean, exactly?" I asked, curious.
"huh?" Face flinched. "umm, I rip their backs open and devour their souls."
"pff! Yeah right! Seriously, what do you do?" I asked oblivious to the fact he was not lying.
"n-no really..." Face raised his eyebrow.
"eh?" I said, finally getting it. "you were going to murder him?"
"under your command, Nana."
"I didn't command anything; you asked me a question, I answered it!" I said, half-angry, half-worried.
"isn't that how most commands are made? The servant asks, 'do you want something?' the lord replies, 'clean my room.' That is all you did to move me." He explained.
"but I don't want you to kill anyone!" I yelled.
"my, my, do not yell, it's hurts my head." Face said.
"you don't have a head!" I yelled in response.
Face smiled and pointed to a hazy black lining around his face. It gradually got lighter as it crossed the diameter of his 'head'. Attached to the 'head' were 'arms' with three pointy 'fingers'. "right. No head at all."
"how-when-" I stuttered.
"I earned my arms by devouring your father." Face said as if he was talking about the weather.
I gasped and started to cry.
"I didn't plan to kill your 'Mommy' she got in the way and I really don't like to waste a good soul."
"you monster!" I screamed at him, tears falling like a waterfall.
"technically, I'm a demon, but that's close enough." Face shrugged.
I fell to the ground crying. Then I remembered when he recoiled when I "crossed my heart." I warily stand up and I walk slowly toward Face.
"what are you doing?" Face said as I stand only inches away from him.
I don't reply; I only cross my fingers and placed them on Face, where I think his heart would be.
"AHHHRRR!" Face squealed in pain. He shoots himself back and glared at me. "what have you done?!" a reddish-pink mark shaped like an "X" laid on the left side of his body.
"I crossed your heart and hopped for you to die."
Face growled, "you damn child. I now officially hate you."
I rubbed the tears out of my eyes, but they were quickly replaced. "you killed my parents. I hate you more than broccoli!" I yelled at him.
"but broccoli is good for you," Face sneered.
"shut up and go away!" I screamed at him.
"...can I give you a parting gift?" Face asked.
"no," I state.
"too bad." Face flew over to me and whispered, "let's play a game."
I shooed him away, but it failed; my hand went right through him.
"umm, yeah, you can't do that. Anyways, here the rules: find what I did to you and I wont ever come back to you."
"huh? What did you do?!" I asked, desperately.
"now that's no fun." Face began to disappear.
I looked at myself in a full-length mirror. I couldn't find anything until I looked at the back side of my neck, it had some arrows on it. I took of my shirt and it reveled a tattoo-like marking that was shaped like a bat wing.
"The pain that gathers at you shoulders will make you suffer..."
Teddie: *falls over*
Nana: …Teddie?
Teddie: it's so long! seven pages!
Nana: ah. *helps up*
Teddie: *falls over again* more things are revealed about Face! Oh, and if you couldn't tell, Nana was about 6-7 years old.
Nana: I'm that young? *tries to help Teddie again*
Teddie: stop; I like the floor. Next is Senri. MUHAHAHA!!
Nana: …muhahaha…?
Teddie: don't worry about it. XP tell me if I should write the next chapter.