Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Gabri's Story ❯ standing up to the demon ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter 5: Standing up to the demon.
Arra, mother, and father never found out about my name bring changed to Gabri. It was a speacial think between my brother and I, just the two of us. Him calling me gabri meant so much to me. It was a release from a name that had been tranished by one man; my father.
Everyone was sitting at the dinner table, 5 nights later as if nothing had happened to me. Though Cecil hadn't told mother or Arra that I had died, but from across the tabel he was giving father some really dirty and evil looks. He had been telling me hat he was going to start standing to father, and I wasn't happy about it.
"What is with the looks Cecil?" Father said looking at Ceicl with innocent eyes, no less.
"You think that you can get away with this shit, don't you?" Ceicl's coice was deeper, darker than normal. It sent chills up and down my spine.
"Get away with what, my son?" Father said going back to his plate.
Cecil stood, taking father's plate, then threw it acorss the room. "Don't son me! I am no son of yours! Look at Gabriel, he's so pale and skinny because you deny him, and his right to drink blood!" It was true that father never allowed me to drink blood. Oftne Cecil would offer it to me, but I refused to drink. The last thing I wanted was for him to be beaten for the sake of me well being.
"I can get away with it." Father only smiled as he said taht. All innocence was gone now, only pure evil shown.
"You nearly killed Gabriel five nights ago!! I was lucky enough to bring him back!" Cecil shouted.
Arra gasped and looked at him in disbelife. I sighed and nodded as if telling her it was sad but true. The words taht Cecil spoke were the gods honest truth. Mother keep her eyes at her plate, and her mouth shut.
"Onni-san sit down, please." I said calmly, and for some reason he did as i said. I knew what he was doing was on my be half, but I didn't want then to fight not right now at least.
Around 10pm that same night was hell. I found father standing in fornt of the door of the bathroom when I opened it. Once I met his eyes I started shaking, I knew what was coming all too well.
Father raised his hand and brought it down fast. I shut my eyes tight, looking away, and a waited impact; but nothing came.
"Cecil don't interfer!" I heard father shout. I looked to find Cecil was holding father's hand, inches from his own face. Father must have went after not only me, but Cecil as soon as he had seen him.
"Never again will you hurt my brother or sister! I willd not stand by and watch or hear them scream any longer! Your a sick son of a bitch and have no right to be called out father!" Cecil growled hitting father 20 times int he face as hard as he possibly could. Father was on the ground by the time Cecil was finished.
"O-Onni-san!" Arra gasped, shocked. Her and I stood right where we were, and didn't move.
'H-he hit father. F-for me........no he's going to pay for it....... and it's all my fault.' I thought running to Cecil, wrapping my arms around his waist and wept. "Onni-san, you didn't have to do taht! D-do you know what's going to happen, what he's going to do to you!"
"I love you......Gabri. I love you and Arra both." He dropped to his knees and pulled us both close. "I won't watch you two suffer as I have! I don't care about me anymore, I only can about you two! I'll die for the two of you and mother, and die the happiest man on earth knowing that, that fucker isn't hurting you guys anymore!" Cecil was sobbing.
"Onni-san, please don't talk about death." Arra hugged him she feard death. Though I didn't, I didn't see any reason to fear death.
Father was out cold and didn't wake until morning. Cecil, Arra, and I slept close together that night just in case he did wake. But to our surprise he didn't remember what had happened, he thought that he had drank too much. Cecil started laughing because of it. I honestly thought that father couldn't get any worse than he was, but I was dead wrong.
Arra, mother, and father never found out about my name bring changed to Gabri. It was a speacial think between my brother and I, just the two of us. Him calling me gabri meant so much to me. It was a release from a name that had been tranished by one man; my father.
Everyone was sitting at the dinner table, 5 nights later as if nothing had happened to me. Though Cecil hadn't told mother or Arra that I had died, but from across the tabel he was giving father some really dirty and evil looks. He had been telling me hat he was going to start standing to father, and I wasn't happy about it.
"What is with the looks Cecil?" Father said looking at Ceicl with innocent eyes, no less.
"You think that you can get away with this shit, don't you?" Ceicl's coice was deeper, darker than normal. It sent chills up and down my spine.
"Get away with what, my son?" Father said going back to his plate.
Cecil stood, taking father's plate, then threw it acorss the room. "Don't son me! I am no son of yours! Look at Gabriel, he's so pale and skinny because you deny him, and his right to drink blood!" It was true that father never allowed me to drink blood. Oftne Cecil would offer it to me, but I refused to drink. The last thing I wanted was for him to be beaten for the sake of me well being.
"I can get away with it." Father only smiled as he said taht. All innocence was gone now, only pure evil shown.
"You nearly killed Gabriel five nights ago!! I was lucky enough to bring him back!" Cecil shouted.
Arra gasped and looked at him in disbelife. I sighed and nodded as if telling her it was sad but true. The words taht Cecil spoke were the gods honest truth. Mother keep her eyes at her plate, and her mouth shut.
"Onni-san sit down, please." I said calmly, and for some reason he did as i said. I knew what he was doing was on my be half, but I didn't want then to fight not right now at least.
Around 10pm that same night was hell. I found father standing in fornt of the door of the bathroom when I opened it. Once I met his eyes I started shaking, I knew what was coming all too well.
Father raised his hand and brought it down fast. I shut my eyes tight, looking away, and a waited impact; but nothing came.
"Cecil don't interfer!" I heard father shout. I looked to find Cecil was holding father's hand, inches from his own face. Father must have went after not only me, but Cecil as soon as he had seen him.
"Never again will you hurt my brother or sister! I willd not stand by and watch or hear them scream any longer! Your a sick son of a bitch and have no right to be called out father!" Cecil growled hitting father 20 times int he face as hard as he possibly could. Father was on the ground by the time Cecil was finished.
"O-Onni-san!" Arra gasped, shocked. Her and I stood right where we were, and didn't move.
'H-he hit father. F-for me........no he's going to pay for it....... and it's all my fault.' I thought running to Cecil, wrapping my arms around his waist and wept. "Onni-san, you didn't have to do taht! D-do you know what's going to happen, what he's going to do to you!"
"I love you......Gabri. I love you and Arra both." He dropped to his knees and pulled us both close. "I won't watch you two suffer as I have! I don't care about me anymore, I only can about you two! I'll die for the two of you and mother, and die the happiest man on earth knowing that, that fucker isn't hurting you guys anymore!" Cecil was sobbing.
"Onni-san, please don't talk about death." Arra hugged him she feard death. Though I didn't, I didn't see any reason to fear death.
Father was out cold and didn't wake until morning. Cecil, Arra, and I slept close together that night just in case he did wake. But to our surprise he didn't remember what had happened, he thought that he had drank too much. Cecil started laughing because of it. I honestly thought that father couldn't get any worse than he was, but I was dead wrong.