Behind Closed Doors

NARRATIVE: "you never get to feel how I feel because you're not in my f*cking shoes, from a slight mistake to a bigger problem that's how my life has always been. Well nice to meet you! But not very nice when am done with you, my name is Marlene am twenty now, But it all happened when I was seventeen going to my eighteens; and this story is about my f*cked up life. I came from a family of four, my dad a p*ycho and a bully he beat the f*ck outta my mom. Those days he came home drunk, Mum didn't really want us to see it but as we grew older our father became a stranger to us, and most times if mom was not around to beat he will turn on us, beating the h*ll outta me and my little bro Joel. It was my responsibility to take care of Joel, the little guy, may his soul rest in peace. I will take him to school and bring him back home; dad was rarely home during the day he will come back at midnight for his beating spree; But it all ended One night. He had come home as usual I saw him searching the drawer, then he asked mom for it she said she wouldn't give it, it was a g*n mom was stunned when she found it and had hid it to question him, "why was dad keeping a g*n?" Well the old man didn't take it so lightly he slammed her head on the wall of the kitchen, mom brain spattered on his feet she lay there her eyes open staring at me her mouth moving as if asking me to help her but I could do nothing. Dad turned to the door and saw me it was crooked and f*cked up, he dived for me grabbed me by the neck and tossed me into the kitchen like some soda can my body came in contact with the mini fridge, the impact was so hard i felt my body go numb with pain. "Did you see where she f*****g kept it?" He asked me a psycho smile playing on his face I kept mute tears streaming down my eyes for that s**t I regret "Marlene answer me." He yelled the more but I didn't give a f*ck the pain on my limbs wasn't stopping either, he should be helping me. My clothes were stained in my mother's blood he walked up to me and pulled me up by the hair before pressed my face onto the kitchen table, "I will cut you limb by limb, you b*tch if you don't tell me where she kept it" he screamed his fury building up my little body choking under his hold, my eyes they were watery I felt life slipping off then came the "Dook" sound and bl*od sprayed on my face, dad let go of me and turned slowly to face Joel who was trembling, I was coughing badly when I saw it: on dads back was the kitchen knife well stucked. He grabbed Joel by the neck and lifted him up, I had no other clue on what to do so I rushed at him without thinking drew out the blood soaked blade and Stab it in again a little higher. He let joel go, who fell off gasping for breath, I kept stabbing till he fell to the ground,in fury and tears I continued until Joel whispered "his dead." In a shaky voice realization hit me, I had killed our father; our neighbors heard the scuffle and alerted the cops they came, took me and Marlene away. I was sent to a rehab center due to my nightmares and constant PTSD; well Joel was sent off to a care home but later given back to my aunt on demand my mother sister Melisa. After the six months of boring talks, I came back to my brother, my aunty suggested I went back to highschool, but I told her I was done. I just a needed a quite life, a better one to take care of my brother with. So i picked up the job of a delivery lady, they didn't quite want to give the job to a lady: but when I proved I could do it they let me do it. I started attending karate classes to kill away the pain and nightmares that still stung me, I could hardly sleep at night, spent most of it watching Joel sleep. I got a tattoo of my mother on my neck and the face of Joel at my back. It was my job to pick him up from school, even when he turned thirteen and didn't dim it fit cause he was getting weird stares from classmate that he got a biggie on a bike. But he was happy i kept doing it, he wanted to learn riding himself. Life was going back to normal we've accepted facts, we constantly payed momma visits to drop flowers too. Not until one evening I was taking a stroll with Joel to get pizza when a mini bus black in color accosted us. I was taken out with a punch before I could get a stance, me and Joel were taken away to a place I didn't f*cking know. I woke later to find my head in a bag, and when it was removed there sat him Don Julio, the son of freaking Lucifer smiling like a piglets that just got more mud to play on. I looked around we were ten plus Joel our hands tied to the back. "What did you want, from us" I yelled in anger, he gave a fiesty laugh "save your breath child, your only paying for your family debts, he paused looking at our surprised faces, You're gonna be playing my game and it called "BEHIND CLOSE DOORS," he continued,:but first let me introduce each and everyone of you to one another.' "get me the register, he whispered to a bulky man by his side who ran off and returned with a ledger. "Ok first my name is, Don Julio and you would not like to know me more than my name, he smirked then bent his head in a bid to whisper: but am f*****g connected, he said with all the sincerity he could muster. enough of me; he sighed, 'am boring to talk about, let's look at the first name on our list, yep he said as If expecting a chorus answer while looking at them, when no one said anything he smiled "ok, yep! First name is Marlene uh I wouldn't mention your father's name tho, he had said looking at me, well this Marlene is a bad b***h!! Killed her father twentyfour f*****g stabs that's goated, wow he smiled, :well let me mark her present, he added scribbling off on the paper. the next person on our list is Uriel, well she doesn't have a bad reputation just that she looks so *gly and from an unhappy family too, I think they don't care about her because when I asked for her or my money they quickly gave her out, unlike You guys. He added looking at the girl who didn't seem bothered. "Ok the next person is CA....sa.....CA....sa.... I think it's ca-san-darrr he said or I made a mistake in the spelling. "Casandra you f*cker" a lean girl on short red hair yelled. "Yeah yeah thank you, she's got a temper he waved at all of us and she is the party type, maybe guys in the group just got lucky you got you a wh*re" ok the next person is Joel well just an innocent boy I think he is still confused about what going on here, right Joel? He asked " fool! We all are confused can you cut off this rope I have got a lot to do?" A guy in a green shirt that was already pissed zapped out, "just shut up ok, am coming to you," Julio said with a frown on his face, "well Joel isn't that all innocent, Julio continued he aided his sister with thier father's death so, that why he is here sorry baby boy" he concluded the same annoying funny smile on his face. Everything was still looking like a damned joke. "Then the talkative in the green shirt Is Reuben, he continued pointing at the boy that had yelled earlier, foster son of his father given to a hard temper, in the past he had beaten up two bar attendant to death, that a record served two years cause he was a minor then, well he promised to change but I haven't seen much change yet. "wait! how many names have I read Julio asked the teens then laughed it off and continued. "Next is our hacker, lee Yoon he is such a talented kid from south Korea, hacks for a living after father was killed by some unknown gun men, which I happen to know, he smirked at the boy who had no expression on his face, well the next person is Dorathy, forgotten where your from oooooo! Yeah Nigeria she is the girl that doesn't know what to do after going to school and not knowing anything about what she read, well she is your doctor Incase anyone gets injured." Julio laughed histerically, I knew that laugh it was the one father gave out whenever he was high on those substance he took in the bathroom before unleashing his anger on my mother. "Well the rest of the names are insignificant, so I won't explain who they are, just call them out: "Jason, well funny guy and a weirdo but he has great IQ, Nathaniel too, good at fixing things and the last my loving daughter Diana" at the mention of his daughter we all looked up who would seriously add thier daughter to some people he kidnapped, "well, I sent her off to an army school and she crossed me with a boy made to run away from her loving dad, calling me a monster: so here you are my little soldier I hope you can make daddy proud by facing the horrors behind those doors" he smiled weirdly as we all looked at him in fear. T.b.c. Dreg pen writes.