-Hunter-
“Father,” I say as I meet him in the entrance hallway, still dragging my mother by her hair.
“Hunter?” he asks, looking confused, before his eyes land on my mother. “What is this?”
His voice changes, the color of his eyes shifting from yellow to dark, and I see the anger flare within him. I shove my mother to the floor, and she lets out a pained scream, attempting to crawl forward, but I step down on her back, forcing her onto the dark red carpet that runs along the floor.
“Payback,” I say simply.
I grip the knife tighter and run it down into her shoulder. Her scream echoes loudly in the vast hallway. My father looks at me as if he thinks all of this is some kind of bad dream or a different universe he has stumbled into.
I glance up at him before pulling the knife out and st
