CHAPTER FOUTEEN

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9 Year Old Javice 'Jave, do you think they'll feed us tonight?' asked Alvin who was starting to feel lightheaded from hunger. 'I hope she feeds one of us at least, then you can totally take something, your stomach still hurts bad?' Javice questioned and 'I feel faint like I was hit by a car and would die J. I need something to eat' said Alvin and with this, the young Jave tiptoed out of their safe haven and told Alvin 'no matter what you hear, you don't come for me, okay?' 'What, where are you going J, I don't want food no more, they'll hurt you' pleaded his brother who was cradling little Bliss in his arms. 'You know my skin is tough though, I'm your superhero, I don't get hurt ever plus when Bliss wakes now, she'll be fussy because she's hungry' replied Jave and with that he tiptoed down the stairs to fetch his brother anything to eat. As young as they were, they've always had to fend for themselves and had never experienced love for a bit from their parents, only thing they give them is clothes regularly and food whenever they felt like and this was the reason Alvin was beginning to look a shadow of himself of late. 'I wish I could just sneak out to Marcus house to get some food though' thought Jave on his mission to get some food in the kitchen. What always led to beatings were noises and if he made no noise, his parents wouldn't get angry or even notice him in their drunken state, at this rate, he wasn't even sure they weren't adopted because they didn't treat them like Marcus mama treated him and his siblings. 'I really hate weekends', the 9 year old thought, weekends meant no food box from Marcus for them and also meant more beating in cases of mistakes like one he was about to make just now. Being tall for his age, he moved swiftly in the kitchen and headed right for the box of cereals, pouring out some into some nylon, he was about to head for the stairs when his father ran straight into him. 'You here stealing some food boy?' Benedict asked and got absolutely no response from Javice. 'You piece of s**t, you a thief now? Stealing my food in my f*****g house son of a b***h' he yelled with no response came the punches right in his gut and with his loud yell, his twin brother ran out of the room and yelled a 'stop hurting him, I was hungry, please father.' Javice right from his childhood had always been the tough one of the two, not crying when beating and since his father was aware hurting Alvin would hurt Javice more, he pulled Alvin right by his neck and pulled out a silver knife from his pocket. 'No, don't hurt Alvin, please father please don't hurt him, hurt me instead' Javice pleaded and with that, he started pulling his shirt right over his head baring his back for his fathers numerous cuts, this however brought a sardonic laugh from their father. 'Aye boy, I didn't know you I isn't mute, now watch me hurt the little Alvin, you would like that wouldn't you Javice?' shaking his head no profusely while attempting to save his twin who was already yelling anticipating the pain, he was not expecting his mother to snap his arm from the back to make him helpless while watching Alvins back get cut over and over again. With Jave yelling an apology over and over and Alvin yelling in pain, when their father was done, he showed his master piece to Javice and on his twins back was about ten cuts. Crawling over to where he was, Javice picked Alvin by the arm, and dragged him out of there not before he heard their mother say 'That was beautifully done my love, now on which surface do we f**k?' laughing like a maniac and it was with this realization came that both their parents were really crazy. His dreams shifted to his dead twin brother being bloody and acting like a maniac chasing him around with a knife the same as that of their father yelling a 'die Jave, die too, I'm only dead because of you bastard and I will take you with me in their safe haven' (their childhood room) and with Alvin overpowering Javice, he yelled out a 'Alvin, don't' while crying badly and this earned him a laugh from his twin brother showing his bloody teeth and insane eyes. Javice didn't know why Alvin would want to hurt him but with him being overpowered by his twin brother, he succumbed to his terrors but was surprised when he felt nothing. ******************************************************** 'Wake the f**k up bro, Javice, wake up, wake up bro' was all Marcus could shout watching his best friend fighting things unknown and visibly shaking in reality and it was this he kept on yelling till Javice spiraled on the couch looking exhausted and like he just lost a battle with life itself. Pulling away from Marcus, he stood up, ran into the bathroom and spilled his guts into the toilet while heaving all through it. Marcus flushed the toilet when he was done and pulled him into the living room while fetching him water from the kitchen. 'When did the nightmares start again J?' he asked once in the living room 'I've not had any since I came to New York bro, first one here, I promise' he told Marcus who ventured into asking how bad it was 'Bad bad bro, Alvin was chasing me with the silver knife, talking about how it was my fault he's dead and how I should die too' he explained. 'Wow, okay, I've always told you that there's no way Alvin would ever think that bro, and you know this though. Your bastards of parents are the reason behind his death' Marcus asserted but bro, 'I'm here and he isn't maybe he really is mad at me' Javice said and got a slap from Marcus 'Now, motherfucker you listen to me and not the voices in your head. You always get a nightmare nearing your tournaments and I know its because Alvin wanted to box before he died and you feel like you're living his dream when he could have done that himself but it's not your fault and your tournament is later today, so I knew this was coming but I didn't expect it to be that bad, I lost you for minutes bro' Marcus said looking really worried. Sighing loudly, Javice nodded his head before Marcus pulled him out of his thoughts with a 'remember what Alvin said on the day of your first match?' Laughing because of this memory, Javice smiled and said 'hell yes' 'and what was that?' asked his best friend. 'That's my brother and I am going to watch him whoop your asses from the highest domain ever' was what Alvin had proudly said while watching him fight in the ring for the first and last time. 'I guess I'll forever beat myself up for not realizing just how sick he really was' Javice said and Marcus replied 'boy, you did everything you could and more, let's just be happy that Alvin lived wild and right' 'Not by the law though' said Javice and with this, the men burst into laughter thinking of the crazy things they all had done in the past. Guys, I'm really sorry for the late update.?? Don't forget to smash the follow button?
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