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Rated: 18+ · Chapter · Death · #1579486
Why it is so easy to go crazy.
Ok ma'am I want you to tell me everything that happened in the past few days we have been chasing you. And I want you to start off by telling me who is the man we have in the next room over?

Ok I will tell you... I was abit of a troubled child as I believe you can take a guess at that one huh, anyway my life has been so fucking broken that it is ridiculous. Now this may sound crazy, but the man in the next room is my Brother/Boyfriend. He has been there for me since day one. Even when I made him mad he never lashed out at me, punished me, spit on me or god forbid do what my father did to me.

What exactly did your father do to you?...

He raped me, right in front of my friends when I was 17 and my mother did nothing about it, infact she called me the weak one afterward. It was me and my two friends just chillin, having a good time. He busted in and called me a slut and told me that I was a good for nothing piece of shit just like my brother. I had no idea what he was mad about so I just called him a bastard and turned out of the room and left....Only that was not the end of it. He grabbed my by the back of the neck and bashed me up against the wall. breaking my nose I might add. As I laid on the ground bloodied up from my unexpected attack I felt him put his hand where no father should ever put his them on his on daughter. He did not care that my friends where looked right at me or not, he raped me. They did nothing to help me, not my mother, not my friends nobody. That night was the coldest night I ever had... I cried and cried and cried and to this day I still shed tears about it. My brother came home that night and wondered why his sister, the woman who always carried around a smile was cried her damn eyes out. I knew he was always tormented by my father and my mother was always a never doing anything about it..

Ummm excuse me, but can you get to the point of who he is and what have you done.

Hold your fucking horses. Trust me, you took all this time to capture me, you can take a few more off the clock to hear my whole side of the story.

Sigh....Continue...

Thank you....Anyway, oh yes. I told him about what happened...And he snapped. First he cleaned me up and then he went to the garage dragging me with him. He asked me, 'So ma watched you get raped and did not do a damn thing about it huh?' 'Well lets teach both of them a lesson. From now on it will be me and you' 'After tonight the world will be ours and nobody can take it from us' I was confused at what he said back then, but now I get it.He gave me a rusty pipe and told me to take my mother and he took some old hedge clippers. We found them fucking on the couch in the living room...Getting it on as if nothing from earlier had ever happened. I beat the shit out of my mother that night....I watch as this pathetic whore bled to death, but that was not enough. I wanted her to suffer. I Sodomized her. I raped her with that rusted pipe over and over and till she bled from her pussy like a stuck pig....My father got it even worst, he genitals were...How do you say removed with a so called pair of rusty hedge clippers....My brother removed them and I shoved them down his throat. That was the end of them. After we were done we just sat there not sure of what to do next, I mean hell it is not everyday that you do this to your parents. We wanted to leave with respect for the house, so we took out the trash. All night we chopped up both our parents bodies and buried them in the back. That is all you need to know about my past and why I am so fucked up today.

Wow...

Not sure what to say are you?

No I am not, but how did you to end up becoming sexually active, I mean he is your brother.

Cause he was the only good man in my whole life and I was the old good woman. One night we were in an alley. It was raining it's ass off. He was there to keep me warm, but I wanted more and so did he. We passionately made sweet love in that alley all night long and we have been doing it ever since. The way he touches me, the way he licks me and makes me wet is oohhh so good. I am telling you the best sexual partner is one of your own kin. I am some redneck hick, hell no. But I love to make love to my brother and he loves to give it back.

Isabella..Do you know why your hear,

Not really, I killed a few of your flunkies and now your mad?

No, you and your damn brother killed over 225 people. In that group of people included, mothers, father, kids and FBI officials and on top of that you have developed schizophrenia. You drift in and out of your own mind set and you have become one of this countries most dangerous people...What do you have to say for yourself?

I say you better make some coffee cause I has a hell of alot of shit to say..... But first get me some more of those fancy feel good pills, I think my other side is about to come out, and when she does, that is not going to be good for any of you.
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