1 The last day

It was a day like every other one, well that's what it should have been, but it wasn't, this was a day that Liz will never be able to forget.

In the past she had loving parents who would do everything for her, since she was their only baby girl. Especially her father, he was so nice to Liz, where he even went back on her mother's words.

One have to know even when her mother loved Liz, she was quite strict with her, saying something like this to her father ,,Hon, don't spoil her so much, Liz has to do her homework alone! How can she learn something when you're finishing it for her?!"

Then he would immediately stop helping Liz and she would do her homework alone, because they both were afraid of the consequences of making her mother angry.

Of course her father would still do Liz's homework when her mother wasn't there, even after her outburst. And how it was forseen, she catched them at once by the first try, so she cooked them as punishment a really delicious meal, which made their tummys hurt for a whole day!

The poor toilette.

That was so hateful from her, if it hadn't tasted good they would have realized it earlier.

Although, they should have known she would never leave an empty threat to them, but unfortunately that wasn't the case. The toilette had to suffer.

Normally, they would spend much time together as a family, like going to picnics in days with good weather, doing outings, vacations to different countries or make a merry night at home watching movies as a family.

But since Liz's mother, his wife died 3 years ago in a car accident, he changed completely.

He started drinking and gambling and to top this of he quit his work, so he couldn't support neither his bad habits, nor his daughter who still went to school.

He had to loan everything from some shabby guys, who now came every month to bring them trouble wanting their money back.

But that's not the only thing that made Liz's situation bad, until recently her father started to beat her up with his belt through the influence of the alcohol. It started when none of those shabby guys wanted to give him more money to squander.

They realized giving him more money won't make a profit, due to him being already neck deep in debt.

So everything he could do is waste his time at home with booze until Liz returns from school, where he can then let out his violent urges with a round of beatings.

And this should have also been such a day. Liz came back home from school where only her drunk father waited for her for a beating, but this day would be different. Liz immidiately felt that there was something wrong.

She opened the door and the smell of alcohol wafted into her nose and stung really badly. This smell was now so familiar to her, that she had forgotten what the original smell of the word home for her was.

Was it the cooking of her mom, or the after shave of her dad, or the lavender perfume of her mom that she liked to wear, or the incence stick they both liked to light up?

Who knows?

She didn't!

It's all forgotten and even if there was still a lingering fragrance of those, it would have all been swept over by this strong, stinging and puke inducing smell of alcohol.

She went in and took of her shoes, leaving her school bag at the entrance and going to the living room where her father was sitting in front of a table filled with empty bottles of booze.

There it was where she felt something strange, he should have already brought out his belt standing up and beat her, but he didn't.

So why is he still sitting?! This is only making her more scared than the normal times!

She tried to speak to him, so that he realizes she was home ,,Dad, I'm home!".

He still sits unmoving.

,,Dad."

,,Dad!"

She shouted once more ,,Dad!!", and finally he moved.

,,Oh, you're back home.", he slurred under the influence of alcohol.

,,Y-Yeah, I..I'm back home.", her voice started to break. She only wanted to get out of there, he made her more scared than usually.

Liz was already 17 years old, she only had to wait one more week until she would be officially an adult, being able to get out of this hell hole.

'Just endure one more week. One week! Then I will be free!'

,,Dad, is everything ok with you?", she asked him.

He slowly turned to her and said ,,Yes, everything is ok Mary. Why shouldn't it be?", his once clear eyes were now muddled and clouded over and he was so disoriented that he didn't even realize that he adressed her wrongly.

,,D...Dad it's me Liz, your d-daughter. I'm not Mary. Remember is that not mom's name?" , she tried to calmly tell her father, to make him realize his mistake.

But she shouldn't have done this, one wrong sentence from her turned this hell hole into real hell.

,,Mary, what are you saying?" He stood up slowly walking to her, still calling her by her mother's name.

,,Mary, why?"

'Ok, I don't know what the f*ck is going on here, but I should run away as fast as I can, those vibes from him are really bad.' , was the only thought of Liz, seeing her father acting weird like this.

,,Mary"

,,Mary", with every Mary he uttered he creeped up more to her. She turned around to run away, what again was a mistake, she should have never left her eyes off this psychopath.

'bang'

He pounced on Liz, nailing her on the floor which stunned her. Her head slammed on the floor and started to spin.

She even began to start seeing black and everthing was fuzzy for her at this point. Plus, the ongoing incoherent talking of her crazy father didn't make it any better for Liz to get a grip of herself.

,,Mary, why?"

,,Why are you trying to leave me?"

,,Mary tell me why?!"

,,Have I not loved you enough? Why are you like this, always running away from me? Is it someone else you are seeing? Is it that why you're almost never at home? Mary answer me!! It is someone else isn't it?! Do you not love me anymore, when I still love you so much that I could kill for you!!

,,Mary why are you doing this to me?! Let me love you once more, let me see if you still can think of this wild man!!", in the end he angrily belowed that he will love her once more.

This statement, his alcohol filled breath, her throbbing head and his lustful and angry gaze, made her hair raise up and her blood freeze.

,,Dad what are you talking about? I'm your daughter not your wife!", she screamed and began to struggle to get out of his grip.

But her strength was insufficient compared to an adult man.

'rip'

He ripped off her clothes, hurting Liz by his rough movement and her skin was slightly cut off.

More bruises began to show on her fair and tender skin, but she never stopped struggling even when it was hurting her mentally and physically.

,,Dad stop this ,sob', please!", she wailed and begged for him to stop, with no success.

,,Mary don't worry I will love you thoroughly, so you will only remember me.", he kept on going while taking off her clothes.

,,Dad, please stop it!!!!"

Liz kept on screaming for him to stop, or for the neighbors to hear it and never ceased fighting against him in the hope to waste enough time for help to arrive.

,,See Mary does it not feel good?!"

She was almost naked only having her panties still on and her shredded T-shirt which couldn't hide her breast clothed in underwear.

That beast in human disguise used his hand to knead one of her breast and asked if she felt good, what only gave him an unwilling and hate filled wail.

,,Ghhhhaaaaa"

,,You monster stop this shit!! F*ck you a**hole!" Liz was angry and started to swear at her sorry excuse of a human being father, and wanted this nightmare to finally end.

She felt hopeless even after such a long time no one came to help her.

,,It feels good, does it not Mary? I will now make you feel even better don't you worry."

,,NOOOO, DAD STOP ALREADY!"

He didn't take any heed to her words, as if he couldn't hear her. His other hand went down to his pants to unbuckle it, a big dent could already be seen.

He was about to take his hot and throbbing member out, when at that moment Liz's right hand bumped onto something hard and cold.

She froze for a second knowing very well what it was.

Determination and a slight killing intent flashed in her eyes. She made her mind up very fast, gripped the glas bottle and took aim at his unguarded head.

'clash'

Time seemed to stop there for a while, the glas bottle sprung out into many tiny pieces, blood trickled down his forehead on her.

,,Mary .....why?", he mumbled.

Liz used this chance to get her body out under him running up the stairs, since he blocked the entrance.

,,Maryyyy", he roared, instantly following her. She was almost upstairs when he again sprung at her and let her crash once more on the floor.

,,Mary why don't you love me anymore?!", he screamed at her.

,,If you don't love me do not believe I will let you go to another man!", he brought out his long knife with barbs from his spezial pocket.

He always keeps this knife with him. It turned into a habit to carry it wherever he went after Mary's death.

Afterall, it was the last gift from her for him, who was a knife collecter. It was hard to get this one for him since it was illegal to sell or buy such kind of knifes.

In war time the use of this knifes were forbidden, since they were seen as too vicious.

The barbs would lodge themselves into the flesh.

When going in it would be painful, but pulling it out is another kind of torture. It would rip off one's flesh and shred it to pieces. It is like a fishing hook, it will easily lodge deeply in the fish and once it's caught there is no way to get away from it.

Since Liz's head was still dizzy from the collision she couldn't utter a word nor take any action. He raised his knife turning it to her taking aim and ready to bring it down.

Her face was stained with her tears and his blood. She was like a piece of meat on the butchers table, unable to do anything, only to await a painful death under the hand of her own beloved father which raised her from small on.

'No please, why do I have to die such a painful way, why?'

At that moment there was a banging and shouting coming from the door.

'bang bang bang'

,,Hary! What the hell is going on! Why is Liz screaming?!", the neighbours were finally there.

'bang crash'

The door broke from their banging and they could immediately see upstairs.

Hary on the dizzy Liz. Both with little to wear, showing much of their skin and with Hary's barbed knife raised over Liz, close to descending.

Hary looked distracted to Mr. Gerald and some other neighbours.

Mr. Gerald and the others were aghast by the scene and shouted at Hary ,,What are you trying, don't do this, isn't she your daughter!" , they tried to calm him down, to stop this madness, but for naught.

Hary only looked at Mr. Gerald as if he realized something. Looked back at Liz and his gaze became even more malicious.

,,So it's him who you have betrayed me with Mary! I won't allow you guys to be together! Go to hell Mary, I will acompany you later there!!", was his last words to Liz. Then his knife went deep into her tummy.

,,Gaahhhhhg", the pain was unbearable, the blood slowly seeped out, her pain wrenched face became pailer every second.

Then Hary pulled the knife out, the barbs of the knife shredded her flesh and took some meaty pieces from her destroyed organs and flesh with it out. Blood spurted everywhere around.

,,Aaarghaghhhhh"

He stabbed again and again and again and again mumbling ,, I won't forgive you Mary, I won't forgive you!", like a broken radio.

,,Aaahhhhh", screams came from the neighbours downstairs, who couldn't keep on watching this gory sight.

,,Hary!!!", roared Mr.Gerald and charged to them, takling off that foolish man of Liz.

But it was to late.

Her body was already ravished from the knife to the point were she became numb from the pain.

The constantly outflowing blood made her more cold by the second, every color and sound became blurred.

She didn't know what was going on anymore and in the end there was only darkness waiting for her.

'What an exhausting day, I hope when I wake up dad gets a grip of himself....'

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