Vince'n Slicer

"When did your dad start abusing your mother?" The office I sat in was dull. Nothing reallly special about it, cheap tan paint was slathered on the wall and white curtains covered the 2 barred windows. I was in an juvinial shool for the misunderstood. It was like a form of hell, i had a few versions of hell. One was my dad himself, I was my moms only child.

The consoler looked at my sideways turned face, I was starring out the window at the rain pouring down onto the downtown buildings of Fort Worthless, Indiana.

"Vincent are you listening? You need to tell us whats going on so we can help you." His name is Jack and I hated him when he called me by my full name! I was known as Vince'n slicer around the school.

"Last year on my 17th birthday," I snapped, "he slapped my mom for buying me an IPod touch. My mom worked hard at both jobs so hard to buy me that IPod." my eyes began to water as I remember how she died, infront of me!

"Ok Vincent did it all go down hill from there?" He knows exactly what had happend! I know he does, he's seen my file!

"Yes he began to drink much more, and got fired from his job. He wouldn't acknowledge my exisitance either."

Jack sribbled down some notes on his pointless clipboard, "When did you and your mom leave?"

My dad was an asshole, he yelled at my mother who worked her own ass everyday at 2 jobs, she barely even knew me! He was always a drinker and he never acted as I was his own. Her death killed me inside, 1 week before my 18th birthday, one more week and we would have left my dad... One more week.

"WE NEVER DID!!! THAT BASTARD KILLED HER ONE WEEK BEFORE MY 18th BIRTHDAY!!!!" I had enough of this hell hole, I was ready to be gone to see my mom and hope never to seee my dad. I jumped at Jack his clipboard slamming into his face.

June 14th, 2010 I killed my father, and I feel no guilt what so ever. He shot my mom right in the chest, infront of his own son!! He told me if I snitched on him I would be next. I wasn't letting that happen, so I went into the kitchen grabbed a long silver knife.

"Calm down Vince." Jack wasnt scrawny but he wouldnt stand a chance against me. I started pacing,

"I hated him so much Jack, no one understands my life!!! He needed to die so i stabbed his ass!"

I grabbed the knife and went back into the living room, my piece of shit dad sat in his blue reliner!!! My moms body laid with a blank look on her face, like she was asleep with her eyes open! She looked so inocent. Adrenaline pulsed through my veins and i ran at my dad, his slowed reaction didn't kick in until i slit his neck open and watched him gasp and grab for me, I watched my dad bleed to death. His blood covered the chair and the floor.

"Thanks for the beer dad." I popped open a bud lite sat on my bed and listened to the crikets chirp to the moon in the sky.