life as a teenage freak

"You ain't left yet" I said.

i shrugged. "im not sure i can go back into that house for a little while..."

"Well you are welcome to stay here just don't mess with my stuff"

i nodded, "why?" why was he being nice? why what did he do that? why?

"I do nice things every now and then get over yourself. I didn't do it just for you I hate to hear about people getting raped" He walked into his room and got out a change of clothes the pants were black and looked loose fitting and a crimson colored shirt that said Belle Morte on it... it was clearly a band shirt. he wlaked into his bathroom closed the door and took off his clothes and started taking a shower. He was trying to get rid of the blood.

I stayed where i was. "get over myself? i was just confused..." i said feeling bad enough as it was.

"Yeah don't get a big head thinking I lke you or something"

"i didnt..." i really didnt. where he had that idea i had no clue.

"Alright I just wanted to tell you that before you did really", He kept going on with his shower.

i cocked my head. "okay..." i said. i felt confused. i didnt think he was able to love so the thought never crossed my mind.

He laughed of course this entire time he was reading her thoughts

I felt so lost. Mom?i looked out the window. "Three..." she was in the house. "two..." she was walking to her room... "One..." i heard the shriek.

Appolyon heard the shriek too and just laughed as insanely as he could. He could imagine the blood stains and the puddle that Amada's mom probably stepped in. He just kept laughing.

i cried again.

I thought to myself lets make this even more fun I invaded her dads mind what was left of it again and made him sit up needless to say he was deader than a door nail but I knew Amanda's mom would shriek again seeing her dead husband walk around. I made him walk to the kitchen and grab a toaster and walk into the bathroom fill the tub with water and plug in the toaster and drop it in frying him.

Michel Jackson decides to stay over at amada's moms house

I heard my mother cry again, then all off the sudden i heard a bump. i looked out the window to see my mother hang herself in my room. I shrieked louder then ever.

I just continued to laugh and I laughed hard too. I turned off the water got dressed and laughed as I sat down in the living room and turned on a tv show

i walked out of his room, followed him and punches him in the nose.

"I can do much worse. I can't make you do anything to yourself but I can invade your thoughts still. I can have a lot of fun. Lots and LOTS of fun." I said with a dark voice

i punched him again. "WHY HER?!"

"I didn't kill her I just made it so your father who was mostly dead killed himself "again" if you will."

i punched him again in the stomach. "why would you do that to her?!"

"I really figured she would freak out although her killing herself wasn't unexpected she always did fear your father. Although she did love him a lot she feared him more than she would fear anything at all"

I looked at him. "why didn't you stop her?! she took care of me!"