Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Gabri's Story ❯ beginning of horror 2 ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chpater 3:Beginning of the horror 2
Most of what happened that night was sort of a blur to me. I remember my father shouting and cursing at me. I couldn't understand what I had done wrong.
"You little bastard! I'll teach you yet!" Father shouted pushing my head, hard, down into a tub of ice cold water. I breathed in some of the water by accient.
"Daddy what did I do?!" I shout, feeling his claws digging into the flesh of my neck.
"You know damn well what you did!" He dunked my head into the buket of hot hot. He left me under for a minute and a half, I counted. "Because of you your fucking whore of a mother is going to find out!"
'I can't breathe!' I thougt, my chest burned as my lungs stavred for air. When he pulled me up I gasped for air greedly.
The last thing I remember was father throwing me against the wall shouting, "Your lucky boy! Your lucky I didn't drink you dry!" Then the world went black.
*few hours later*
"Gabriel, hey! Open your eyes!" I heard my older brothers voice ring out, though it sounded so far away. I could feel two fingers, so warm, on my throat, and I wanted to open my eyes or say something; found that I couldn't.
"OMG! Onni-san I don't think he's breathing!" Arra cried, in a total state of panic.
Cecil sighed, he was 11 at the time. "Arra calm down. H'es breathing and has a nice strong pulse." Like Arra and I, Cecil was more like hundreds of years old. He was smart mature, unlike Arra who prefered to act the age she looked.
"Really?" Arra said, her voice sounded unsure.
"Yes, really......" I opened my eyes, slowly sitting up.
Arra's face brightened, and she hugged me tightly. "OMG! You're okay!"
"Yeah I'm fine, but what about you, Arra?" I looked at her with a concerned look.
She turned away, looking at the floor. Cecil took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then Arra smiled at me, and said. "I'll be fine, Gabriel. Please don't worry about me."
I could see in both of their eyes was fear and worry. Fear for them or for me? I couldn't tell, but after a fem months I understood totally.
Most of what happened that night was sort of a blur to me. I remember my father shouting and cursing at me. I couldn't understand what I had done wrong.
"You little bastard! I'll teach you yet!" Father shouted pushing my head, hard, down into a tub of ice cold water. I breathed in some of the water by accient.
"Daddy what did I do?!" I shout, feeling his claws digging into the flesh of my neck.
"You know damn well what you did!" He dunked my head into the buket of hot hot. He left me under for a minute and a half, I counted. "Because of you your fucking whore of a mother is going to find out!"
'I can't breathe!' I thougt, my chest burned as my lungs stavred for air. When he pulled me up I gasped for air greedly.
The last thing I remember was father throwing me against the wall shouting, "Your lucky boy! Your lucky I didn't drink you dry!" Then the world went black.
*few hours later*
"Gabriel, hey! Open your eyes!" I heard my older brothers voice ring out, though it sounded so far away. I could feel two fingers, so warm, on my throat, and I wanted to open my eyes or say something; found that I couldn't.
"OMG! Onni-san I don't think he's breathing!" Arra cried, in a total state of panic.
Cecil sighed, he was 11 at the time. "Arra calm down. H'es breathing and has a nice strong pulse." Like Arra and I, Cecil was more like hundreds of years old. He was smart mature, unlike Arra who prefered to act the age she looked.
"Really?" Arra said, her voice sounded unsure.
"Yes, really......" I opened my eyes, slowly sitting up.
Arra's face brightened, and she hugged me tightly. "OMG! You're okay!"
"Yeah I'm fine, but what about you, Arra?" I looked at her with a concerned look.
She turned away, looking at the floor. Cecil took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then Arra smiled at me, and said. "I'll be fine, Gabriel. Please don't worry about me."
I could see in both of their eyes was fear and worry. Fear for them or for me? I couldn't tell, but after a fem months I understood totally.