The boys were asleep, their soft breathing still lingering in the air like the fading hum of a lullaby.Down the hall, the house felt still,but inside him, nothing was still.Every moment since she’d left, his body had been taut...

Anger!Inspired by Fia Naturie and her piece Dirty Bastard.I'm watching you die! My sistercalled me and I rushed over.Not because I care! I hate you.You raped me so many fucking times!You are my sister's father...not mine and I thank...