Fallen Thirst

"You are a disgrace to the family Blade Carl Ramose!" My father shouted from downstairs. I knew I'm in trouble when he uses my full name. I hate it when people use my full name. It gets me worked up a lot from all the damage he's done to me.

I glance around the room for hiding spots when his footsteps pound on the stairs. He'll be here any second so I think fast and hide underneath the bed, allowing the blankets fall covering me.

My breath is unsteady and my whole body is shaking in fright. I cover my mouth with both my hands preventing any sound when father bursts into the room. Even though I can't see him, I feel the tension radiating around the room.

My legs shook uncontrollably and my breath became heavy. I could hear my heart pound as every slow step he took towards the bed. I cover my mouth harder preventing any sound to be released.

Everything went quiet quickly which scares me. I can see the tips of the bottoms of his shoes facing me. As I lay underneath frightened it took a solid minute for him to leave . . . Or so I thought.

After the door shut I waited a couple minutes before crawling out from under the bed attempting to even out my breaths. When I breathed out a sigh father burst into the room.

"Gotcha!" I jump running to the far end of the room but he grasps onto my arm tightly yanking me towards him.

"You think you could hide from me boy, hmm?"

"Father please," I cry.

"Shut up!" He throws me towards the ground. My face slams into the ground hard when I hear a crack.

I stifle the scream that's bubbling to come out. I feel liquid trickle down my mouth. Touching with my fingertips blood stains my fingers.

He broke my nose.

"Get the fuck up!" I scurry up letting the blood spill while jolts of pain soared through my nose. "You are a fucking disgrace to this family! You hear me?!" Father yelled at me while stabbing a finger in my chest.

"What d-did I d-do?" I scold myself mentally for stuttering. Father hates it when someone stutters, it shows him their weak.

"You know fucking well what you did!"

"I swear I don't!" I defend. I really don't know what I did. I recall what I did in the past couple days but couldn't figure out what I did.

"You embarrassed the family and me. You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"How father?"

He looks at me like I'm crazy. "I swear I don't know."

"You're lying!"

He punches my face. Bruises surfaced my face. I can feel it form around my left eye.

"Get yourself cleaned up," he spat before leaving my room slamming the door in the process.

Slowly picking myself up, I grab a Kleenex to stop the bleeding. I search for the first aid kit. Holding the Kleenex to stop the bleeding. Finding the first aid kit form under the sink I pull it out scurrying to find a bandage.

Pulling one out I gently caress my nose snapping it back into place. Jolts of pain serges through me as I place the bandage on the bridge of my nose. Packing everything up I went to my computer to know how long it'll take for me to heal.

Three days it'll get better and three weeks it'll be healed.

-

When I got the phone call from Raul that Carl is town, I almost broke my truck. Jumping into my truck I sped off towards their home.

-

I furiously rang the doorbell until Marie opened up.

"What do you want, Ramose?" She sneered.

"I need your assistance in taking down my father."

"Why?"

"Because if we don't stop him he will become over controlled and we'll never get out freedom again. We will be under his control."

"Well of course you will, not me. I'm part of the family now," she smirks while curling her hair with her pointer finger.

"No you won't. Being part of the family means nothing. Look, I know how he is."

Marie leaned against the door frame possibly thinking over what I just said.

"No," she smiles as she sits the door but I'm quick enough to stick my foot between. Yanking the door open she glares. "I'll do anything for you to help me. I keep my word unlike my father."

"Fine. But only because I want something from you," Marie became flirty all of a sudden knowing she will want what I think it is.

"But nothing sexual or any dates, I have a girlfriend."

"Right. Sarah right? She's your girlfriend."

I nod.

"Fine, I'll think of something in the meantime."

Marie scurried to put on her shoes running out the door. Jumping in the truck, we zoom off towards the town.

"So, any plan?"

"Well my plan is destroy my father by using the family crest against him. It's his priced possession."

Marie glances back where the crest sits comfortably. "Isn't crests supposed to be made of metal or something? That looks like it's made of wood."

"That's because it is made of wood. It's been in my family for generations and it's precious to him."

"How are you planning to destroy it?"

I smirk as I dig in the middle compartment. Grasping the familiar metal in my hands I showed her. "With this."