I watched him from across the class room. He wouldn’t notice me.

I kept staring at him, his brown hair, eyes to match, amazing personality. I truly think I loved him.

We were decent friends, in the same classes, talked a lot, he could always make me laugh.

There was just two things that stopped us from being together:

1.) He’d never see me as anything other than a friend.

2.) He has a girlfriend.

The bell rang and I was the last one to leave for lunch. 

“Hey, Molly.” Nick said coming up to me with his girlfriend, Alice.

I smiled at him, “Hey, Nick. What’s up?” I asked as we walked.

“You wanna eat lunch with us?” He asked me. My other friends weren’t here today, I guess he felt sorry for me.

I smiled, “Sure.”

“We’re heading to A&W.” Alice told me.

I nodded. She was a nice enough girl, but the only reasons why I didn’t like her was because she had Nick and she was loud. I don’t really like loud people.

We walked together and talked a lot about random things. Well mostly it was Nick and Alice who talked I just rolled my eyes and walked with them.

“So, we still on for tonight?” Alice asked.

“What’s tonight?” I asked confused.

Nick smiled apologetically, “Uh, couple stuff you know.”

I looked at him like I could believe him, “I thought you were going to teach me how to play ‘Call of Duty’ tonight?” I reminded him.

He smiled again, “Can we do that another time?”

I nodded. His girlfriend and guy friends always came before me. 

We ate lunch and walked back to school. I had the rest of the classes with Nick, so we walked together. 

The last two periods flew by in a matter of minutes for me. Maybe it was because I was moving so slowly.

I had a pretty good idea of what Nick and Alice were going to do tonight.

“I’m not gonna get mad,” I told Nick as we started towards our lockers, “But I wanna know why you wanna reschedule our C.O.D. night for, Alice.”

He looked around suspiciously the whispered to me, “She’s finally about to let me in her pants.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course. A horny teen aged boy. He can’t control himself can he.

I nodded, “Another time.” I told him.

“You’re the best, Moll.” He told me smiling.

I shrugged as Alice came up and gave him a hug and kiss.

“Hi.” She practically squealed.

“Hey.” He said back.

I held back rolling my eyes and tried to hold back my tears and a growl.

“Ready to go?” He asked her.

She nodded eagerly.

“Bye, Molly.” Nick said and left with Alice on his arm.

I stood there a while, not caring about anything around me.

But I was thinking, why doesn’t he see me like he sees her? I may not be the most attractive girl out there, but I think I have a pretty good personality. And that’s what matters, right? 

Why am I even wasting time on him? He’ll never see me as anything other than a friend. I think I may love him, and all I want is for him to see me as some one who can love him the best and the most out of anyone.

He should be holding me tonight. I should be in his arms. I should be letting him take away my virginity. I should be on his arm. I should be the one getting kisses from his lips. I should be the one who’s allowed to love him.

But I can’t. He’ll never look at me as anything more than a friend. 

I heard his foot steps fade into the empty hallway. And the door leading to the parking lot slam shut. As the bolt slid back into place, my heart broke completely. 


The Outsiders 7 Minutes in Heaven


Note: Johnny isn’t going to be in here, simply because I don’t like Johnny like that. I might add him after a while like I did with Dally, but we’ll see.

You were pushed into the closet by your own cousin, Steve. He slammed the door shut making you flinch. You felt around for a minute for something, your hand brushed against something hard and warm. You pulled back hurriedly because you realized it was Darry. “Sorry.” You mumbled. But little did you know, Darry was trying to hold himself back pouncing on you. “So, how have you been, ____?” He asked cutting through the awkward silence. You shrugged, “I’ve been alright.” You said, “What about you, Darry?” You felt him shrug, “About the same.” He said, “But I’m glad the guys conned you into playing this.” You rolled your eyes, “It’s over rated.” You told him. “How do you figure?” He asked. “A girl and guy go into the closet.” You started, “They stand in there for a little while, start making out, then they confess they love each other. After seven minutes in the closet it’s a love that’ll last forever.” “It is a little over rated, now that I think about.” Darry admitted. You nodded, “Why did I even bother coming up this summer?” You asked yourself not meaning for anyone to hear you. “You don’t want to be here, ____?” He asked. You shook your head, “It’s not that.” You told him, “I just don’t like how I was conned into playing a stupid game with the guy I like by my cu-” You slapped a hand over your mouth and going red. You didn’t mean to say it. Thankfully, Soda opened the door two seconds later. As you walked back out to your seat, head down, blushing redder than a beat. “____.” You heard behind you. “Yeah?” You asked. “Wanna skip this and go to Jay’s?” Darry offered. You turned around and faced him, wondering if it were true. But then you smiled and nodded. It wasn’t your style to be making out in a closet anyway.

Soda dragged you into the closet with him. It’s not like you were against going in with him. But it was the fact that there was a camera, and when the door flies open a picture will be taken. But, as soon as the door was shut, Soda wasted no time. He pulled you close planting soft and light kisses on your lips. Then he moved to your neck and started sucking on various places. You moaned a bit, and the guys outside heard you and were roaring with laughter. You wrapped your arms around his neck and tangled your fingers through his silky blond hair. You pulled it lightly and made him look at you. You then didn’t hesitate to plant a large kiss on his lips which he gladly returned with equal amounts of passion. His fingers traced circles  on your hips as he pressed you against the wall. He moved down to your neck again, and went farther. He slipped your shirt off over your head, and as he was kissing his way around your stomach you felt his hand creep up your thigh. “Soda.” You moaned. “Be my girl, ____.” He said coming back up and whispering in your ear before he gently bit your lob. You sighed and brought him down for another kiss. “Yes.” You said when you pulled apart. He smiled and kissed you again, but this time he was tracing your lips asking for entrance. You gladly opened up for him. He roamed around for a little while, making you moan with every movement he made. Not just in your mouth, but all the while he was running a hand along your side, and groping your butt. It was a real turn on, and you were debating whether or not to jump on him. He pulled back and you started panting from lack of air. He pushed your back out of your eyes. “I love you, ___.” He told you. “I love you too.” You breathed out. You both smiled and as your lips connected the door flew open and a flash of light appeared then disappeared causing both of you to be blind for a second. You blinked a couple times and realized that Soda was shielding you from the guys view. Then it occurred to you, Soda unclipped your bra. You quickly clipped it back and slid your shirt on as the guys were complaining. “Sorry, guys.” Soda said wrapping an arm around your waist and leading you out, “____, is all mine.”

You nervously walked into the closet with Ponyboy. You weren’t nervous with him, you and him were secretly dating. And it was secretly. Even though your older brother loved the kid, he wouldn’t hesitate to hurt anyone who touched you. Two-bit Matthews, he was a good brother to have, but he had to grow up. You and Pony awkwardly stood on opposite sides of the closet shifting from one foot to the other. “What do you wanna do?” He asked after a minute. “Not get killed for kissing you.” You grinned. You knew he was smiling, “I’m going to get killed if we get caught.” He said. You shook your head, “Darry’d kill me.” You told him. “And you brother would welcome me to the family.” He said sarcastically. “Maybe.” You thought out loud, “I mean he still thinks you don’t like girls.” “I don’t like girls.” He said, your heart broke a little, “I love a little angel that fell from heaven thirteen years ago. And he name is, _____ Matthews.” You grinned and pulled him close wrapping your arms around his neck, he snaked his arms around your waist. “So what if we get killed.” You told him. “Yeah.” He said, “We’ll die together.” “In a lip lock.” You added. He grinned and leaned down a little lightly pressing his lips to yours. You kissed back harder, he kissed harder too. Before you knew it the door flew open and cheers came. You both pulled back confused, and blushing. “About damn, time you two tell us.” Your brother laughed. “Since when did you two find out?” Pony asked them. “I was drunk one night and found you two cuddling in the drive in.” Two-bit told us, “I’m proud of your two, you each got a good, girl!” He burst out laughed. You stopped Pony from going after him by kissing him. He smiled at me as you rested my head on his chest. There was nothing wrong with you two being together. No one would stop or kill you, you being made fun of . . . well. . . . that’s another story.

Steve sauntered into the closet, you hesitated a little before following him aswell. Two-bit slammed the door shut behind you causing you to jump. But you jumped right into, Steve’s arms. “Hey, jumpy, what’s up?” He asked you. You blushed a little and tried to pull away from him, but he just held you tighter.You gave up and asked, “Can you let me go?” You saw him smirk and shake his head. “Why not?” You asked. ” ‘Cause then I wouldn’t be able to do this.” He said and pulled you into a kiss that made your head spin. You pulled him in closer and pushed his vest off of his shoulders and running your hands up and down his chest. He pulled away quickly and pulled off his and your shirt and throwing them somewhere in the closet. You kept running your hands all over the exposed skin as Steve started to work his way down your neck. You let out a loud moan when he brushed a certain spot. You heard the guys outside laugh like crazy. He kept sucking and biting that place making you moan even louder. You soon got tired of this and pushed him against the wall, trailing your kisses up and down his neck and chest to tease him. You reached down and unzipped his pants. “Don’t.” He warned grabbing your hand. “Why?” You asked teasingly, “Are you small?” He growled, you knew stuff like this bugged him a lot. “It’s too close to time being up.” He hissed. You rolled your eyes and turned around, locking the door. You smiled to yourself as you turned back to him, smiling evilly and pinning him to the wall. You continued to make out, and this time he didn’t stop you from unzipped his pants and undoing his belt. You started playing with it like a toy, as he moaned, gasped, shuttered. It had to be the greatest turn on to you to have a guy like him at your mercy. “Stop.” He groaned. “Why?” You asked playfully licking his neck. He grabbed your hand and pinned you to the floor. He pulled your bra off and smirked. He kissed all around until he decided to slip off your panties. Outside the closet everyone was hearing everything, but they dared not go in there. “Do you think we should save, ____?” Ponyboy asked the rest. “Do you wanna open that door?” His brother Sodapop asked him. A scream of pain and a few dirty words were uttered from the closet. Ponyboy shook his head furiously.

He threw you over his shoulder and carried you into the closet. He set you down and locked the door when one of the others closed it. You figured this was another of his pranks or something. He backed you into the wall and pinned you there. “What’s up, Two-bit?” You asked him. He didn’t reply he just started kissing you roughly and pressing you up against the wall.You moaned as he pushed his way through you lips and teeth and started exploring your mouth. You kept moaning, and you went red when you felt one of his hands go up your thigh. Good thing I wear jeans, you thought to yourself. He move to your neck. You’d moan quietly when he’d kiss a new place, but when he kissed this one place you moaned extremely loudly. You heard the guys in the living room dying of laughter. He kept sucking that spot, making you moan louder. It wasn’t until he trailed kisses down your stomach to were you t-shirt met your jeans that he stopped. He took your shirt off and stood up to look you in the eye. “You’re real pretty, ___.” He told you, “I love you.” You were shocked. But it softened when you realized he was serious. You swallowed hard, “I love you too, Two-bit.” You told him. “Wanna be my girl?” He asked coming so close to your lips, but not quite having them touch. “I’d love too.” You said. He smiled and kissed you again which you quickly kissed back to. You quickly turned him around so he was against the wall. You pulled his shirt off and started feeling up his six pack. He slid down the wall, eventually coming to sit down on the floor and have you in his lap. He then pushed you back onto your back and unbuttoned your jeans. “Two-bit.” You moaned out. “Yeah, baby?” He whispered gripping your hips. “Not here.” You pleaded. He smiled at you and helped you sit up. He handed you your shirt, and helped you up. He grabbed your hand and unlocked the door. He pulled you out and to the door. “Dally! I’m stealing your sister’s virginity tonight! Don’t try and stop me!” He called back. You blushed as he lead you to his car and drove you up an old dirt hill. There you two made love all night long.


He dragged you to the closet, slammed the door shut, and locked it behind him. You were scared, you and Dally never really did get along all that well, you were a good girl, and he was a bad boy. He stepped closer to you, you tried to back up, but your back hit the wall and he had you pinned. You could feel him smirking evilly down at you. You swallowed hard. “Scared?” He taunted. “Go to hell, Dallas.” You spat. “Aww.” He teased, “Little miss perfect can cuss. What is this world coming to?” “I hate you.” You hissed. “Well now,” He said seeming to tower over you, “We’ll have to change that fact now wont we?” Before you could say anything against it you were smashed against the wall with his tonuge in your mouth as his hands went any where they pleased. You had to break away to breath, it didn’t bother Dally, he simply attacked your neck with hot, sloppy kisses. You would never admit it, but you loved the way he was treating you. You’ve had boyfriends before, and because you were so petite they were always gentle with you. So you broke it off ’cause you didn’t like it, this you could get used to. “Dally.” You moaned when he nipped a place near you collar bone. He smirked against you skin, he teased you by kissing lightly a couple of times, the bit hard enough to draw blood. “You can’t go back perfect.” He told you and kissed your lips again, “You got my mark.” “Why me of all people?” You asked him breathlessly. He shrugged, “Somethin’ ’bout such a goody-goody I need to corrupt.” He said. “Keep make out sessions like that, I’m not opposed.” You told him. “Little girl likes it rough?” He asked, “I got my work cut out for me.” “Shut up and kiss me.” You hissed and grabbed him bringing him back to you, this time it was you who was in his mouth. He had fangs, you noticed, it was a turn on. He grabbed your ass, and slid your skirt up. You pulled away to pull off his jacket and shirt. He then returned it by unbuttoning your blouse, he was supporting you, so you let it fall off your shoulders. He kissed each of your breasts as he reached around and slowly unclasped your bra. “Dally.” You moaned as he licked your nipple. “You’re my girl now.” He said as he lay you on the floor of the closet, “Any problems?” He asked. You thought for a second. “Yeah,” You told him, “You be gentile with me, I will bump you faster a bronco does a girl guide in the rodeos.” He laughed and kissed you again, roughly. You could get used to being with Dally. he wasn’t going to be gentile with you at all, and that’s what you wanted.

Freedom from the Forbidden

No sadness, no hate, no anger, no rage, no sorrow, no tears, no pain. No happiness, no love, no acceptance, no home. No anything.

That’s what I feel all the time. Nothing.

I’m numb to the world. I think I know exactly why too.

My dad, ever since my mom died he’s never been the same.

He beats, abuses, throws me around. Never known why he’d done it. But he does it to my twin brother too.

“Alex! Beth! Get down here now!” My father’s voice boomed through the halls of our small house.

I started breathing heavy as I looked to my brother.

He didn’t say anything, he didn’t look at me. He just stood up and walked out of our bedroom.

We shared since our mom died and I got really messed up night mares.

I followed behind him closely, he always made me. He was my brother and he wanted to protect me.

“Yeah dad?” He asked calmly as we came into the kitchen.

“Why the did I get a call from your school today about you two fighting?” He hissed.

I flinched, I knew just by hearing his voice he’d had one too many to drink before coming home. He was always a lot worse to us when he was drunk.

“Yeah.” Alex said smoothly, “I got in a fight. Some guy was making rude comments to Beth. I stopped him. She tried to stop the fight and the principal hauled her in too. No sweat.”

I always admired Alex. He was so calm and cool when facing anything. I think he could do anything push come to shove.

“No sweat?” My father boomed.

I started shaking behind him. Alex reached around and put one hand at the small of my back to comfort me. He was real good at it.

“Give her here.” He said holding our his hand.

“With what you might do?” Alex sneered, “Not over my dead body.”

“What was that boy?” He demanded.

“Dad no.” I said coming out from behind him, “Sorry, um. I-I didn’t mean to. Alex was just in a bad mood from earlier. I’ll be good.”

“Elizabeth.” Alex said grabbing my arm.

“Alexander.” I said in the same tone.

He let me go. I hesitantly walked over to out dad meekly.

He started by running a hand through my hair and caressing my cheek.

“You’re a good girl, Beth.” He said, “Your mother would be proud if she saw the woman you became.” His smile turned into an evil smirk, “Now get in my bedroom.” He hissed.

I nodded and walked towards it.

“No interrupting, boy.” He hissed.

I looked back at Alex begging him to ignore this, this time. When ever I cooperated he wouldn’t be as rough with me. But if Alex interrupted, it wouldn’t matter, the next time he’d be rough enough to break skin.

“Take it off.” He said as he locked the door.

I sat on his bed and untied my shoes pulling them off along with my socks. I pulled my brown hair down from its ponytail. Then I pulled off the red plaid button down I had over top of my grey tank top, then the tank top, then I undid my belt and slipped my jeans off, I reached around to my back and un-clipped my bra letting it fall down with the pile of other things I was forced to remove. I stood up and took off my panties.

Then he approached me. He undid his belt and slipped it off. I held my breath knowing where this was going.

“Over my knee.” He said as he sat down.

I didn’t hesitate as I did what I was told. If I did things were worse.

I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out in the pain of the buckle of the belt connecting with my skin.

It finally stopped after what seemed like an eternity.

Then he threw me onto the bed and pinned me down.

“We’re trying it in the ass again today.” He hissed close to my face.

I didn’t say or do anything as he flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees.

He entered and I held my breath.

Alex’s pov.

I could hear it all down stairs. What he was doing anyway.

Beth had gotten good at not letting noise escape her when he was doing that.

I knew it was tonight I had to tell her. I had a plan and it was just for us. I was going to tell her when he go to sleep, it’s the only time we have together that’s undisturbed.

He’s a really heavy sleeper, and most of the time Beth wears him out. He’s getting older so he can’t keep going like he does.

I still feel bad though, Beth gets the worst part of it. She raped, abused, and bullied.

I do what I can for her, but it never seems like enough.

I can only hope she can hold out just a little longer.

Elizabeth’s pov.

He pulled out and I lied limply over the side of the bed catching my breath.

“Go to bed.” He barked, “I don’t wanna see you.”

I rolled off the bed and grabbed all my cloths before heading upstairs.

I showered quickly before going into our room.

“Hey.” I said tiredly as I pulled on a pair of sweat pants and an old t-shit. It didn’t bother me, Alex and I have been naked in front of each other plenty of times. Hell, I am almost everyday.

“Bad?” He asked looking me over.

I shrugged, “Could a been worse.” I told him.

He nodded and lied back on our bed.

I turned out the light and crawled in with him. This was normal for us. We’d share a bed because I can’t stand sleeping alone. That’s when the night mares are worse.

He slung an arm around me and pulled me close to him.

“There’s something I wanna tell you.” He whispered.

“I’m listening.” I told him.

“We’re gonna run away.” He said.

“We can’t.” I told him, “He’ll find us.”

“Beth, I’m not going to keep having him do this stuff to you.” He told me.

“Where are we going to go then?” I asked him.

“Mexico.” He said.

“Why Mexico?” I asked him.

“He won’t think to go there.” He told me, “Think about it. I could get a job, you can finish school. I’ve been saving up for years for this. I almost have ten thousand dollars, Beth. We can do it.”

“Here I only have twenty eight.” I laughed lightly.

“You’re the one who does the shopping.” He told me.

I smiled and snuggled closer to him.

“Okay.” I said, “We go to Mexico, you get a job, I get enrolled in a Mexican school, then what?”

“We get a place.” He told me, “And we’ll see what happens after that.”

“You’re crazy.” I told him.

“But you love me for it.” He said and kissed my forehead.

“Yeah.” I said kissing his nose, ” ‘Cause you’re the only one who cares about me.”

“Forever baby sister.” He said and pecked my lips.

“How many times have I told you not to tease me like that?” I whinned.

“Can’t help it.” He whispered and kissed me for real this time.

Most people would say that what goes on between us is wrong. But Alex is my best friend, my only friend. He’s always been there for me forever. No matter what happened, I could always look around and he’d be there. He tries to protect me from dad and everything, I know he tries, but I also know it hurts him when he can’t.

“Go to sleep.” I told him and rested my head on his chest so I could listen to his heart beat.

“And if I wanna stay awake and watch you?” He asked playfully.

“We’ll both wake up cranky in the morning.” I told him running a hand through his brown hair.

“I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” I smiled.


I woke up the next morning to the sound of rain. I looked over, Alex wasn’t there. He was probably up making breakfast.

I got dressed and headed down stairs, he was there, so was dad, and a strange man. He seemed really business like ’cause he had a suit, tie, and a brief case.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Elizabeth, this is Mr. Clabeth.” Alex told me pointing to the man, “He’s here with social services.”

I backed into the wall.

“Don’t be frightened, Elizabeth.” He said trying to sound nice, “I’m here to make sure you and your brother are doing well with your father.”

“We’re doing fine.” I told him tugging on the long sleeves of my sweat shirt.

“I would just like to make sure.” He told me, “A couple of your teachers have reported that they’ve seen a few bruises on you.”

“I’m clumsy.” I said sweetly, “I fall a lot.”

He nodded and wrote something down.

“Beth, sit down.” Alex told me calmly.

I sat down next to him.

“Um, there aren’t any problems here of your children being disrespectful, or aggressive, or having any dangerous behaveur. Is there Mr. Levley?”

“No.” He said, “My son can be a little disrespectful at times. But that’s a teenager for you. They grow out of it.”

He nodded and wrote something else down.

“If it’s not too much to ask, Mr. Levley, would you mind if I spoke to Alexander and Elizabeth alone?” He asked politely.

“I don’t see why not.” He said sending both of us a look.

“I’ll be reading the morning paper in the living room if you need me.” He said and left.

“I understand if neither of you want to talk to me.” He said, “But your teachers have become extremely concerned with the marks appearing on Elizabeth, the slipping of your grades, and your peers have noticed a great deal of lack of socialization from, Alexander. Your neighbours have called complaining of loud noises a lot. If there is anything you want to tell me, say it now please.”

“Why do you care?” I asked him.

“It’s my job.” He said taken aback.

I looked at him from under my bangs.

“You get payed to care about kids like us.” I said rather bitterly, “You come in, you ask a few questions, if we cooperate, we’re sent to foster homes, or something. We’re put up for adoption, we’re separated, and you take away the last amount of happiness we have in this house that’s supposed to be called our home. And you get payed for all of it.”

“You’ll have to forgive her, Mr. Clabeth.” Alex apologised, “Beth, here has had a lot of bad nigh mares since our mother died. She hasn’t been sleeping well because of them.”

He nodded, “How bad are these night mares?” He asked.

I shrugged, “It depends.”

“On what, might I ask?” He asked.

“How I’m feeling throughout the day, things that happened, sometimes what I eat. And if Alex isn’t there to comfort me.” I told him.

“Alex comforts you, when you have these dreams?” He asked.

I nodded.

“How?” He asked.

“He’ll hold me until I feel better sometimes.” I said.

“Others?” He asked again.

“He’ll stroke my hair until I fall asleep, read me a story, whip my tears away and tell me everything’ll be okay.” I said.

“Anything else?”

I shook my head, “No.” I lied, “He comforts me like a good brother should.

I was lying through my teeth. Alex’d do those sometimes, most of the time he’d kiss and hold me until I feel good enough to fall back asleep.

“Alex, it appears you broke up with your girlfriend four months ago.” He said.

I rolled my eyes, we were in love long before that. He just kept it up to keep acting normal.

“She was getting too serious for me.” He said, it was partly true.

He nodded, then sighed after writing something down.

“Here.” He said giving Alex something, “It’s my business card. It has my personal and work phone numbers on it. If anything happens, I want you two to call me.”

We nodded.

“I’m going to have a quick word with your father.” He said, “I want you two to take care.”

“You too, Mr. Clabeth.” Alex said standing up and shaking his hand.

He went into the other room.

Alex dragged me back upstairs.

“We leave tonight.” He said as soon as the door was locked and barricaded.

I nodded.

We started packing things we needed. Cloths, shoes, money, Alex put his switch blade in his pocket.

I asked him about it and said it was just in case.

We kept waiting and waiting for our dad to call us down, but he never did.

We both slipped on our jackets just after midnight and tiptoed down stairs.

We were almost at the door when I heard a sound I never thought I would.


We turned around slowly to see our dad towering over us with a sawed off shotgun.

I swallowed hard.

“Where do you two think you’re going?” He hissed. He was completely sober.

Alex gripped my hand and he stood up straight.

“We were running away from you and your abuse.” He said.

“You can’t ever get away.” He said.

“It was worth a shot.” Alex laughed lightly.

Dad joined in for a minute, then fired the gun at his left leg.

“Alex!” I screamed as he fell I caught him and held him in my arms.

“It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay.” I kept repeating, running my hands through his hair and trying to stop the bleeding.

“It’s gonna be okay.” I said as tears started to fall.

“Don’t cry, Beth.” He said, “It will be alright.”

“It’ll be alright as long you get your ass in my room.” He barked at me.

“No.” I whispered.

“What was that?” He hissed.

“Not until, Alex is looked after.” I cried to him, “He’s your son. He’s my brother. Why wont you help him?”

“Why should I?” He asked, “Neither of you are mine?”

Both our heads shot up to him.

“What the hell do you mean?” I asked chalking on my words.

“Your mother and I were married. But she screwed around with some guy when I was in jail one time.” He said, “You ain’t mine. Neither’s he.”

I stared at him with my mouth wide open, how could this be? I asked myself.

If he isn’t our dad, then who is?

“Now get in the bedroom.” He demanded.

“You’ll have to kill me first.” I hissed at him.

“Beth.” Alex said taking hold of my arm.

“You want me again, you’ll have to kill me first.” I snapped.

“Beth.” Alex said making me look at him, “Don’t do this.” He begged.

I shook my head and whispered, “This is the only way we can be freed from him.”

He cupped my cheek and kissed me one last time.

“If you wanna kill her, you’re gonna need me first.” He told him.

“You two are sick and wrong.” he hissed looking down on us.

“Then kill us already.” I told him.

“Might as well.” He said, “You were starting to get too loose for my liking anyway.”

“I love you, Alex.”

“I love you, Beth.”

We both said that at the same time.

I smiled down at me, he grinned up at me.

A loud bang, blood covered my face and body. Alex lied limply in my arms.

“I love you.” I whispered again.

I heard a loud gun shot again, and everything went black. But for the first time in my life, I felt free.