The End

“Liam!!” I hear Lilas shout

“Liam!!”Kami shouts

One after another I hear my name going in and out… NOW suddenly here I am in a white space, and I see that brown stain couched along with the cigarette burns that we used to have in our living room. I take a step closer and closer, and can’t help but feel a little nostalgic. Laughing I know that laugh and I miss it too, and that smell reminds me of him so much. Creeping closer to the couch i say “Dad is that you?” He stands up and smiles at me. He sits back down and starts smoking; rocking on that couch as he once used to do.

“Dad. Dad”. I say to him nice

He’s just ignoring me, just sitting there laughing. Suddenly he stands up and tells me to Go back, Go Back. Go back where? I think to myself. I was going to turn around and start walking, but I needed answers.

“ Why did Mom do this to Us? What happened to you?”I asked so many more questions after that, and he answered the ones he could. He didn’t say anything except that there is a voice recorder under the floorboard in my room. As for what happened to him, it was his fault for snooping around in mom's business.

“Go back?” He tells me

“But where, where do I go back to?”

“Just go back he says”, he says

Seeing his smile once more made me cry uncontrollably. Tear after tear just kept coming down; after that, I didn't want to go back anymore.

“Liam!!” Lila says loudly

“Just shut up. Gosh, you’re loud”. I tell her in an irritated mood.

One and a half months later we had mom's funeral, we checked the floorboard that we were too scared to check. We listen to the voice recorder

as if we were listening to a podcast; still not understanding what dad was trying to tell me. Confused for days, weeks, and months go by of us trying to

Figure out this thing, and still nothing. The key that mom had given to me led to a passageway or research.This explains how she knew everything, her

personal lab was just right inside her closet. The timer beeps and I get a little too jumpy especially from all the trauma we went through.

“That’s all the time we got for today, See you next week”. My therapist says to me, Kami, and Lila. Weeks were spent telling them our story and trying to

get over the trauma. We eventually forget about what that recording meant and try to live out the rest of our lives as normally as we can.

Still have nightmares from the PTSD, I realize I couldn't take it anymore, the guilt, the pain, the people I’ve killed. I get 2 pieces of paper and start writing letters.

Dear Kami,

I’m sorry I did this to you, Ijust couldn’t take it anymore. The nightmares, the guilt, It was all too much for me. When I signed up for therapy I thought it’ll help me get over this, but it only got worse. I see my mom everywhere, andIhear her everywhere. I just couldn't do it.

Sincerely, Liam

Dear Lilia,

I love you so, so, so much, and it hurts me to do this to you. I didn’t want to leave you alone, but in the end, you were always there for me, and I couldn’t return the favor. You are everything, and you're all I have, but I just had to go please understand that. This letter may be short, but in this box, there are many letters that I haven't sent to you. Have a good life for me and you.

~Love your annoyingly older brother,

Liam.

I put the letter in a box alone and leave it by both of their doors. I drove back to the house we used to live in, and I set gasoline all over it.

“Call me crazy”, I said to mom

“ You’ve gone full-on crazy!Stop!Stop!”. She says

“You’re not real!”I scream at the wall. “You’re not real”.

I go outside and set the gasoline on the outside of it

“You’re crazy”, Mom says “ You can never get rid of me, NEVER.!”She screams in my face “ You’ll see me in the after life Liam”. She says it with a deranged laughter.

“I actually have a feeling i’ll be with dad, but if i’m going to see you, then watching you burn over and over like how you tortured me over and over again, is exactly where i need to be”. I say to my mom as I laugh in a sadistic way.

I take a minute to release the emotion to get a flame on my finger. I set my flaming finger on the gasoline, and stand in the middle of it. Hoping that it burns me to pieces, hoping that I won’t have to feel this pain anymore. I burn away….

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***