I could tell her of my fears but that would defeat the purpose of protecting her. For me, protection isn’t just about the physical. I think peace of mind is worth a hell of a lot too. Plus the fact that if she knows what I really want to do to Sherry for putting her name on that damn list of would be victims she’d probably see me as a monster.
We’ve got a long road ahead of us my girl and I. Many years of bliss hopefully in which I plan to shield her from the worst of what life throws at us, as a man that’s my job, it’s what my dad had taught me from young. But I’m sure there will be times when I’d have to let my inner beast free to do his thing and that’s not something she needs to be aware of. Shit, I’ve been hiding my inner rage from her for days now and she hadn’t a clue.
Roger had been lying when he said that he didn’t know how his daughter became the way she is, there’d been other clues long before the incident with her throwing her mom down the stairs. There were the household pets that had been tortured. Cats starved then set on fire while the young girl laughed. This apparently had started not long after they moved away from here.
Then there were the dogs that had been slowly poisoned along with a whole lot of experiments throughout the years. I wonder why they’d kept getting her new pets when I first started reading that shit, which for some reason she’d documented as well. Until I read further and realized that she’d started in on the neighbors’ pets and that was their way of keeping her evil shit contained.
He can claim that he had no idea, but it was obvious to me as I read her diary that she was slowly progressing towards humans, that it was only a matter of time before she graduated to torturing little kids or the disabled which seemed to be high on her hit list.
As a parents he and his wife had an obligation to get her some help when they first noticed the signs, or at the very least save the other innocents from her fuckery. They didn’t, and now she was on a collision course with yours truly. One that I’m sure she’ll never come back from. That’s the truth that dad almost stumbled upon, the fact, that I wasn’t interested in her dad letting the law have her.
My visit was all part of my plan. When the time comes he can’t say that he hadn’t been warned, that I hadn’t given him a chance to do the right thing. Not my fault if he ends up with no kids at his age. Then again, his wife isn’t much older than Justine. With the monster out of the way she might be able to have a kid in peace. Hopefully one that’s not as twisted as the one they have now. Come to think of it, he should be thanking me.
I made my way upstairs to the nursery with a look of ease on my face making sure that nothing of what I was thinking showed. I’m finding it easier as the days go by to separate my two selves. The vengeful fuck I’d become from the sweet and cuddly lover.
I’ve never had anyone to protect before. It’s always been dad looking out for me as his little cub as he’s fond of calling me. I’m not close to my mother so there’s never really been a female in my life that I felt the need to look out for, my one-offs don’t count.
With Lora in my life I know what responsibility feels like and there’s no way I’m going to let this shit touch her. Now there’s my baby sister Lisa, another being who’d wormed her way into my heart since the moment she came into the world.
I’d hoped for a brother because I knew that a little girl would do this to me, bring out the protector with an edge of steel that had no give in him. Between Lisa and Lora I’m pretty much fucked. Dad has Justine covered so I have no need to worry over my new mother.
“Hey guys, what’s all the laughter about in here?” I noticed that Justine’s smile didn’t waver when she looked at me. There was no hesitation in her welcome, no unease at being in the same room with her daughter’s lover. It’s something I was hoping to avoid for everyone’s sake and was glad to see that things were shaping up better than I expected.
“We’re laughing at your little sister reacting to her sister’s voice. I know they’ll say it’s not possible, but I think she can already recognize us by our voices.”