Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26312228-20150414163302

This creepypasta got deleted, so, was posted here for the sake of making it better, critiques are welcome.

-Babe we are at a motel… she… she isn’t here and… Bere… she’s asleep…-

The voice coming out from the lips was his, and he was a bit startled at how it sounded, so agitated, with the breath being even painful to take, and he was responded with mere silence, not the best response to calm him down.

-Albert, babe, please, hey don’t cry….-

It was merely the voice of his mind, but the moment words were spat back at him in response was when he noticed he had said it out loud.

-I’m not crying you son of a bitch! I’m angry! Fucking pissed off and you know why!-

The words went through the phone with the obvious tone of ‘I’m not an idiot’ and even though the voice came from his loved one, the fear within him only grew, making him tremble and the breath to go away even more.

-I-I don’t remember what happened, I seriously cant’ remember a thing! I…think she’s gone out for pills or something like that…. I didn't see her when I woke up…-

His throat hurt, the breath, it was missing, escaping from him, it hurt, it hurt to breath, like if someone was right there, with hands wrapped around his throat, ready to take life away from his body.

-I’m going to find you, fucking idiot and you insisted on that the finding phone app shit was creepy..… ah… you aren't that far…. I can get there in half an hour… hey…Ivan… don’t you dare falling asleep...-

It was 30 minutes, but it felt like a hellish eternity, it took a bit more, as Albert slammed his body against the door after Ivan had taken way too long to open, dragging himself across the floor to open the door… and as soon as it was opened, he was embraced by the one that did love him, who finally let the tears out, gripping to him tightly.

But

But, there was still a lot to do, he was taken to the bathroom, given an ice cold shower, a bit of coffee, he was just barely coming back to reality when his ears where attacked with a high pitched scream and the sound of flesh being hit

Ivan took just a bit to respond, Albert didn't, how could he? With such a scream...

-Stupid brat! Where the fuck is your father!? Tell me where the fuck is your father!!!-

A woman, or well, a thing with the organs of a woman, pulling the hair of a little girl, her small head being swished around like if she were nothing but a rag doll, the ‘woman’ leaving that pretty little face red and swollen, the face of the daughter of only 3 years of age.

-Leave her alone you fucking stupid bitch!-

Albert was the one screaming, as he practically jumped getting close to give back one of the multiple slaps that the woman had given to the little girl, sending this ‘woman’, Adela, to the ground

She fell on the floor, with the face of an idiot, was it because of the impact? Or because of all the drugs she had stuck into herself? That stupid face, with tons of makeup, only reminded Albert of some cheap sex doll

-And this bastard?-

Adela questioned, as she tried to get up using the bed as support, she couldn't let her dignity fall! Of course, after the fall she had shown off she didn't even wore underwear, wow such a dignity she had.

No response came from Ivan, he could barely focus enough to take his little girl in arms, his baby girl, Bere, who was crying, but her voice barely came out, she didn't even whimper, seemed like a badly dubbed movie, the only thing coming out were streams or tears and hiccups that could easily be confused with the ones his father let out, who only could only manage to rock his little baby in arms, trying to soothe her.

This ‘woman’ got up clumsily, angry as hell as she stepped towards the father and his little girl.

And it happened

Just once

She tried pulling the girl’s hair once again, as Albert pulled her to throw her back onto the ground, repeating the scene with her idiotic face.

-Fucking witch! Go to hell!-

Albert and the girl screamed at the same time, as they both lifted an arm and made a hand sign Ivan had already seen them doing, but had thought it was nothing but a little game between the two of them, after all, Albert spent so much time with the girl, he had become her mommy.

He was a mommy that feeds you, that protects you, that takes care of you and is there for you to hold you in his arms when you burst in tears, that combed your hair even if you complain, that takes you to the doctor when your tummy aches, that took his time on the kitchen, and another while begging you to eat the veggies, because he says they’re good for you.

Momdad, that was how Bere called him, her real mommy, not the whore that gave birth to her.

A mommy that would get your mouth stuffed with pills so you would shut up, until the point you couldn't even breathe, a mommy that didn't fill you with sugar until the doctors found out your blood was sick, a mommy that didn’t hit you so much that your face was red and swollen.

-Fucking witch!-

They screamed once again, and this time, a third voice joined them, Ivan, as he imitated their hand-signs, their words.

Her eyes  seemed to be about to pop out of her head, her tongue hung from her mouth in a silly, comic way, blood poured from her ears, her nose, from between her legs, from every hole in her body,and below the nails, a bloody puddle forming below her as the thick, red liquid poured out from her, not even a scream came out, no sign of fight, just the stupid expression on her face, in the end, she was only painted in red.

-She won’t fuck anymore…-

Daddy said, thinking he had only thought it

The family burst in laughter.

Now she only had to burn.

And Gabriel watched her burn. 