“Suzan…” The voice called over and over from the other room.
“Go away, go away, go away.” Susan whispered over and over to herself while trembling in the corner of the bathroom. Maybe if she wished long enough it would eventually come true.
“Susan…” the voice came again, “I only want to help you. Please, come out from wherever you’re hiding.”
In the darkness of her hiding place she shuddered, she knew all to well how he was going to help her. She had seen it a million times before. First to her mother, then her sister, and now her.
“Come out come out wherever you are.” The deranged voice came from the other room, “Because ready or not, here I come.”
There was suddenly intense pounding on the door of her bathroom. Susan failed to see how he could have found her; she could have been anywhere, why did he have to look right where she hid. She scanned the room for an escape, but there was none, not a window or a door in sight. “I know you’re in there! And I’m coming in to get you!” came his gruff voice as the door cracked down the center. There was insane laughter as the lock broke and the door swung open, revealing her and the obvious lack of escape options. Her father then looked her in the eyes, and there she saw, not the man who raised her, but a crazed lunatic. And this lunatic was holding a knife. She tried to scream, she tried to run, but every muscle in her body refused to budge from it’s contracted position. She was stuck here, at the mercy of this mad man. “Please?” she feebly pleaded, forcing that one word out.
The man looked at her with disgust plastered all over his face. “Please? Please what? Are you asking me for a favor after you hid from me for so long? After you refused to do the very thing I asked of you?” he demanded as he sauntered over to her, stopping two inches from her position and kneeling down to her eye level. “I’ll help you, like I promised. I’ll help you respect me like I helped your mother and your sister.”
“Please, no…” She asked earnestly, but her pleas weren’t enough to stop his actions.
He brutally grabbed her frail, malnourished, frame and threw her against the wall. She crumpled into an unconscious heap on the floor. “You’re nothing but a piece of shit.” He growled as he spat on her. He then took the knife he was carrying and stabbed his daughter’s unconscious body until she ceased to breathe.
