And they did against their own free will. And I get angry so I beat the subject, Laylah like I am smashing something. It feels good. I continue the bashing without remorse. Laylah turns red. Her skin is bitterly red. All the beating peeled some part of her skin. I continue for a very long time till she lets out a faint word. One below my hearing range and all I can hear was a bold "No!" It is from outside of the room I stand bashing Laylah.


My dad shouts. His sisters ask why he yells. 


'Stop her now her breaking point has been exceeded.' They just can't understand what he means. They just stand there confused. I stand in my room upstairs getting blood spilled all over my face. While my father runs at full speed but it just seems he slows.

Tags: Mystery,thriller,suspense,violence,murder,crime.

WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER?

I get out of trance from my memory. My alcohol has already cleared up. I don't hold a knife. I just fold my sleeves. I turn abruptly to face them. They seem on guard like they knew I'd be here. I take a moment to view all of them. To read all their expressions, did I fail at that? I have no idea. 


They need a clearance. Something to indicate "it's go time". I give them that, clearance. I throw the wine glass in the air and as it was under gravity I push with my palms projecting it into their directions. 


They assemble like they are the avengers and I take a step forward. This is it, the breaking of time. 


CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: SIPHONED?