Fan Fiction ❯ Harouka STOP SCROLLING AND READ THIS FREAKIN STORY ❯ Life and Death ( Chapter 1 )
Harouka
Ch: 1 Life and Death
Harouka slipped on her same kimono that she had worn for the past month. Her father had spent all of the families money, so she was unable to buy another. Her mother tried to comfort her, but had fallen into the same trap her father had; drugs. Because of this Harouka was alone, being an only child.
Their family had started falling apart when her uncle had first introduced gambling to her father. Gambling brought drinking and drinking brought pain, for her and her mother. As she slipped on her kimono she thought all this.
"Get down here!" Harouka knew that her father had found another box of beer that her mother had tried to hide from him. (wildcrazy13: a smart person would get rid of the beer completely.) He would probably blame him for not telling him. "I said-" Her father's yelling was interrupted by a cough attack. He got them a lot from all of his drug use that added to his, already bad, asthma. "…Get down here!" Harouka hurriedly rushed down the stairs of her house that had been stained with the smell of smoke, same as the rest of the house.
"Wipe that smile off your fuckin' face!" He screamed. Harouka did not have a smile on her face. Her father just thought that it would make a good remark before her punishment. "Come closer…" Harouka took a couple steps toward him.
She remembered the last time he had gotten angry with her. It had been two weeks prior. He had threatened to pull her eyes out with a fork, and meant it. The fork had been a centimeter away, when some of his gambling buddies had barged in. That was one time Harouka was happy to see them. She was crying, and her father explained to them that she wasn't fealing well. Only Harouka, her mom, and father (wildcrazy13: DUH!) knew about how he abused her. This time, however, her father seemed angrier then before. Something was different.
"Now see this?" He drew out a knife from behind him. Harouka's eyes grew wide with fear. She wanted to back away, but knew that it would only lead to more danger. "Tell me, bitch. Did you know anything about the beer that your mother hid from me?" Any answer that Harouka were to give him would be the wrong one. She really did not know about the beer, but decided that he would be more angry if he thought she was lying. She slowly nodded. Talking meant more anger.
"Is that so? Do you think I should punish you?" He raised the knife and tightened his grip. Harouka's eyes began to fill to the brim with tears. If she cried in front of him he would get the satisfaction of winning. So, she held them back. Her father noticed because next he said, "Tryin' to play it tough, huh bitch? Play this!" He grabbed Harouka's throat and she began to gag.
His grip grew tighter, when suddenly Harouka felt a sharp pain. She tasted blood inside of her mouth. Now her tears poured, but she didn't try to stop them She didn't care. He slowly began to slice upwards when the phone rang. In her father's surprise he pulled the knife out, cutting her tongue.
Harouka could not scream. She could not do anything that caused her to move her mouth. "Damn!" Her father yelled. He picked up the whole phone, not just the receiver, to slam against the wall. Harouka found her chance. This was it. Her father had dropped the knife and his hands were full. (wildcrazy13: Oooh! Big mistake on his part!) Ignoring her pain she bent down quickly to pick up the knife, never taking her eyes off of her father. After throwing the phone he turned around. Harouka had the knife pointed right at his face, her arm outstretched. Tears were still pouring.
"Bitch, please…I…didn't mean it." Harouka would have said something like, "I have a name!" or "You ass, you expect me to believe that?" or "You're the Bitch!" but her cheek hurt like hell, so she didn't say a thing.
Instead Harouka jabbed him in both arms, so quickly he barely blinked. Now that Harouka had been bleeding for a long time her whole left side was covered in blood. Her father tried to stop her, but accidentally grabbed the knife and sliced his hands. "Shit!" He screamed. Again Harouka stabbed him, but this time in his chest.
Each time she pulled out the knife she could feel her father wince. She…liked it. She liked that he was bleeding and begging for mercy. After so many years of him beating and violating her she finally had the upper hand. SHE was in control.
So overwhelmed and angry, Harouka did not have the self-control to stop, and kept stabbing him over and over again. "You always were a bitch…" Her father said falling to the ground. When Harouka heard this she became raged and stabbed him again, this time in his heart. If she could have talked she would have said, "This is how you make me feal every fuckin' day!"
If people were watching this they would have thought she was crazy. The man was 150% dead, yet she continued to stab and cut him up. He almost did not look human, now.
When Harouka came to her senses she realized what she had done and got scared. She could be put into jail. No…she was too young. Juvie?
Harouka thought things through. Here she was sitting next to her dead father in a puddle of blood, with a knife in her hand, and a slit down her cheek. Which made her head want to explode. Solution: RUN.
****END OF CH. 1****
wildcrazy13: I made all of the characters up in this one, cuz I didn't feal like basing it off of sumtin I had read. What will happen to Harouka now that she murdered her father; in self-defense? Find out next week. I'm almost done writin' ch. 2, so you guys don't have to wait long. GIVE ME REVIEWS! ^_^ ;
P.S. Sorry this is a sad one (story).