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Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him.
It’s the only thing running through his brain as his fist connects to his brother’s face, he can’t stop, he doesn’t think he would want too even if he could, he knows his brother deserves it, he hurt their sister, their baby sister, she was only 8 and he hurt her, and he will pay for it
Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Kill hi-
Something, or someone more like, grabbed him from behind, he thrashed and screamed, trying to call at their face but couldn’t Then there’s a flash of light and a shock of pain, and suddenly techno’s vision goes black as he goes limp in the officers arms
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She didn’t mean for this to happen, truly she didn’t, she thought what her brother was doing was normal, thought that bubba would relate, she didn’t think he would hurt their brother,
didn’t know it would be bad enough that he would need a hospital,
didn’t know she caused her parents to fight,
didn’t realize she was distracting her mom from driving with her crying
She hadn’t even realized they were in the hospital till her mother was dead
She didn’t deserve to cry
She didn’t have the right.
If she had only kept her mouth shut,
Dealt with the pain on her own, she’s sure everything would’ve been alright
Her mother would be alive, and bubba would still be here.
Now its just her, her brother, and her father.
Nothing changed except losing them
If only she had kept her mouth shut
She stayed in the hospital for almost a week.
her dad made sure the funeral took place when she couldn’t attend, it made sense,
she kept repeating,
she’s the reason her mother died,
it made sense that she wouldn’t be able to say goodbye.
Wouldn’t get to see her one last time.
Wouldn’t even get to grieve.
Every time she cried over her death her father reminded her that she didn’t have the right.
She caused her death so she didn’t have the right to feel sad now.
To grieve and mourn like someone who was wronged rather than a killer
And that’s just what she was, wasn’t it?
A killer
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When torri woke up it wasn’t to the blaring of an alarm like one would expect, actually it was almost ten minutes till her alarm would even go off, instead she woke up to her brother in her bed,
the same way he has for months now,
touching her in the same place he has for years,
albeit wilbur had gotten a lot bolder when techno went away and when their mom- when techno went away.
Torri knows that what’s happening isn’t normal for most people, atleast not for her eldest brother, as obvious by his reaction to the news, but wilbur says they were just closer than others, and their dad never intervened, hell he even joined occasionally! So obviously it isn’t be too bad!
Techno had probably overreacted, the police didn’t even question her about it!
Deep down though Torri knows its wrong, she knows what Wilbur’s doing is wrong, she knows Techno didn’t overreacting, he never overreacted. She knows.
Torri only realized she spaced out when her alarm went off and wilbur was gone, for a second she thought he had imagined it all, but when she tried to get up she realized that her pants were still down, the same weird wetness between her thighs,
she can never figure out if it cam from her or wilbur, she really doesn’t like to think about it to hard,
pulling them up Torri decides to just sleep a little longer to avoid the inevitable, just like she does everyday.
Torri is no more than a coward.
Torri had managed to get back out of bed and to the bathroom ten minutes before she was supposed to leave for school.
Wilbur wasn’t allowed to drive since he crashed the car last year, so they always took the bus, it wasn’t very fun but it got them there safely so she wouldn’t complain,
what she would complain about it the fact that the schools stupid uniform requires her to wear a skirt, NOT EVEN THAT LONG OF ONE EITHER! It always stopped right at her knees when standing and would ride up to her thigh if she ever even tried to sit down, and she wasn’t allowed to put on anything underneath or even a longer skirt unless it was freezing!
It was so stupid, torri thinks the school might have it out for her, especially with how tight the stupid shirt is!
Not to mention the bows, bow on the back of your skirt, bow around your neck, hell she’s required to wear a bow on his headband, which is also required!
Plus the flimsy ass heels that she’s only allowed to change for gym, and the fact that her socks can’t even touch her knee! she isn’t even allowed a backpack!
Mentally cursing out every admin that approved this horrible fucking uniform torri slides on her heels and clicks the strap on right as the bus pulls up.
She had barely made it to the bus in time stopping them right as they were about to pull away, much to the annoyance of the bus driver and those on board, to avoid angering them further she grabbed the first seat she saw, which was, thankfully, empty, she hated having to deal with his classmates, especially when she makes them wait for her like this.
The patience of the masses tend to dwindle when you make them wait almost everyday,
especially when most of them are friends with wilbur, she can only imagine the story’s her brother told them of how much if a whore she is.
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Torri thinks she might be going crazy, through out the day she kept feeling someone’s eyes on her, but every time she looks around noone is there, and she swears she heard a shudder noise, but just like before noone was there when she looked around, when she walked into history it almost completely stopped, it threw her off almost completely, but she still walked to her desk just like any other day, somehow managing to pretend like everything is normal even though she feels like she might just explode with anxiety
Most of the day passed in a blur, she still heard the noises, still felt like she was being watched, and she still couldn’t see anyone around when she looked, and she, apparently, hade the brilliant idea to hide in the bathroom, when she did this she personally had no idea, she just knows she’s in a bathroom stall now.
On the floor.
Sobbing.
But that’s totally a normal and sane reaction right?
Prime she hopes it is.
No matter! Its not like anyone other than her will ever be able to know of this! Although she knows she needs to head to her final class, but she hates PE! And she knows that the teacher hates her too. Plus the uniforms are even shorter than her current one, and wilbur’s there!
Every time she puts on the uniform he’s extra creepy, it makes her feel…. gross. And she doesn’t even know why! It’s like her body reacts to things and her mind doesn’t, and it leaves her so disoriented, and confused, and dizzy, and she hates it!
She hates that she can still feel heat lingering in places that he touched years ago,
Hates that she stills feels ripped, and torn, and broken just from the first time,
Hates that she lets it happen,
Hates that she still has scars from when he deemed her ‘too bad’, scars from when she git in her dads way,
Hates that she knows she’ll never be able to stop it, but prays too anyway,
Hates that this is all she’s good for,
And most of all, she hates that sometimes, in the deep corners of her mind, she knows that she likes it,
hell that she loves it,
Loves it when she gets her brothers attention
Loves it when she knows what she’s good for Sometimes,
sometimes she even likes it when he touches her,
even if she knows she shouldn’t,
even when she knows it’s wrong,
but it’s all she’s ever known.
all she’s ever been allowed to know.
And that thought alone is horrifying.