Wanted

Chapter 1 • Running away

"Hey bitch, get me another one." My step dad shouted demanding a forth beer from the fridge while sitting on the sofa. "Ok, i-i'll get it for you in a se-second." Mom said stuttering in fear hopping he wouldn't hit her. Mom hears him make a aggressive and grunting noises while getting up. she's trembling in fear knowing what going to happen next. He storms in with an dangerously angry look on his face "what did yo-" He slips and falls hard on the floor. He then grouns in pain while on his back, then gets up.when he gets up He continues to walk towards mom and is even more angrier then before. When he stops he's 2 feet away from her, and she has a look on her face like she's going to die and is trembling all over. He hits her hard, hard enough to have her fall down against the counter, and have two cups fall that was on the edge. He crouches down so that they are level with each other, grabs her Throat and pulls her up and goes to pick her up off the floor but stops before her feet gets lifted off the ground because her 19 year old son comes in from being woken up by a loud bang. "HEY, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING." He yells at the stepdad and runs to save his mom but the step dad pounces him in the stomach, making him fall down to make another loud bang. That's when I wake up, a 17 year old boy with brown hair and bright blue eyes, who woke up to another fight. I get out of bed and walk quietly to the sound of the fight, which sounds to be in the kitchen. I had to be as quiet as possible because big brother said to not get involved or to not witness them happening. When I'm at the entrance of the kitchen on the other side of the wall peeking in I see step-dad walking towards brother. When he's standing on top of him he starts to pounce brother one after another, pounce after pounce. I become scared because he's never done that before yeah he hit us but he never pounced us rapidly like that. I want to stop him but I don't know what to do I looking around to see if I could use something to stop him, I then spot a knife that was on the ground. I run to it hoping that I could scare him off of brother. "H-hey, get-" I'm stopped by him laughing but he did stop hitting brother. "Hahaha what, are you trying to scare me? You're to weak and a wuss to scare anyone." And I instinctively flinch when he pretends to pounce me. And without even thinking about it I thrust the knife in his side, as he's turning away. he then starts to scream I'm pain and agony at the top of his lungs so loud the neighbor's probably heard him. I then realize what I have just done and in a panic I drop the knife. "Hey, you alright?" Says my brother. "Yeah...i'm okay."I say dazed not knowing what to do next. "Come with me."brother says then grabs my wrist. As he's holding on to my wrist we're walking towards my room, I can still hear step-dad screaming as we're walking away but then he quickly becomes quiet in no time. When we're in the doorway of my room he let's go of my wrist then turns on the light. He walks to my closet opens it and rumages in it for a little bit until he walks away holding my old light gray bookbag as he's now at my Dresser putting clothes in it. When he finishes he walks to me, gives me a pair of socks pants and his maroon pull-on jacket And tells me to put them on. "W-wait where am I going?" I say confused not knowing what he doing at all. "You have to run away?" Brother says with serious voice. "Wait what?" I say and I'm even more confused then before