The Butterfly Effect

Ch. 9 Daddy's Home

I take a huge breath and quickly tiptoe to the door. As, I put my hand on the cold brass knob I can’t help but second guess this situation.

Oh what the hell! I turn the knob and barge right through the door. And as I enter I can’t help but gasp at the sight in front of me.

The man from the picture is in front of me, the one with the icy, evil eyes. I can tell he can’t see me. But, why; I’m right in front of him.

But that wasn’t what was most shocking; on a table, in front of the man,was the boy. He wasn’t young anymore; he’s definitely older as I could see the defined muscles on his back. He had huge scars and gashes everywhere and I couldn’t imagine the pain he must have gone through.

That was when I noticed the man beginning to take a knife.

“Ha ha son,” I heard him chuckle lightly, “Didn’t think you’d get off that easy did you. Always remember there’s a loophole out of everything.” Then he looked down and gave off a full blown laugh, “Well except out of this situation. Now that I’m out of prison, you better prepare to lose everyone and everything you have ever loved die and I’ll make sure you see every second of it.”

Then he plunged the knife into his back.

I heard a loud scream, it was piercing my ears! That’s when I realized that it was mine!

As I looked back at the young man on the table, I realized he could see me, but only him. That’s when noticed the eyes and the realization finally hit me.

That was LANDON!

Then everything went black.

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“Jamie! Jamie!” I heard a whisper in my ear.

What happened? All I remember is a dark hallway. Then I felt my eyes widen, Landon!

All of the sudden cold water was splashed all over me.

“Ah-“  I tried to scream.

A warm hand covered my mouth, trying to shut me up. It was too dark to see anything and I was too tired to care what was going on, if I was going to die it might as well happen already.

I was pulled outside and dragged to an area I hadn’t seen before.

Oh I’m still on the camp! This must be the campsite I passed on the way in!

I was put on one of the logs and the man pulled his hand away.

“Jam-…”

I cut him off.

“Landon?” I felt tears come to my eyes. “You’re, you’re ok?”

Then Landon pulled my shaking body to his and held me tightly to him.

“Shhh, Jamie. What happened? You where screaming my name in your sleep.”

I then told everything from start to beginning and by the time I was done I had started to sob again. I felt Landon tense against me.

“Jamie, don’t worry, it was just a bad dream,” he said soothingly.

“But it wasn’t!” I screamed at him, “It was too real!”

“Trust me sweetie, everything’s going to be ok. Don’t worry your pretty little head off.”

“No, not unless you show me you back.”

“What the fuck? No, why would I show you my back.”

“In my dream you had twelve huge scars on your back. If they aren’t there I’ll leave this alone, if they are, we are dealing with this right away.”

He just rolled his eyes and lifted up his shirt. I gasped at the gruesomeness of his back.

“Landon? What happened?" I asked as I traces the out line of all the scars, which made him shutter. "The boys told me you had a story, but you would have to be the one to tell me. Can you tell me tonight?”

He just sighed before taking a deep breath and starting, “Well… It all started with a beautiful girl named Allison. Before I laid eyes on her, I thought love at first sight was unrealistic. But everything went spiraling down from there. We met when I was nine, also when my Dad first started drinking. My life as a nine year old then went from fun and carless to depressing and frightful, and Ally helped me out of it.” His eyes were glazed over and I could tell he was taking a trip into the past. “My Dad used to be the sheriff until he started getting drunk every night. He wouldn’t come back until four in the morning sometimes. Eventually, over the weeks he got fired and started drinking more and more. He would be home by dinner every night and angry and hyped up. He was able to deal with the anger for a little while, until one night, when I was supposed to be getting ready for bed and I was actually playing video games. When he found me he screamed in face spraying his stench of vodka and brandy all over me before throwing me on the bed. I heard him unbuckle his belt and then all of the sudden my body went into shock. He whipped the belt so hard on back; he ended up breaking two of my ribs. Then, he made me tell my mother that I tipped of the side of the bed onto the wooden bed frame. After that I started cutting myself, wearing more black clothing and not talking to anyone. Finally, Allison approached me and we talked for hours. She eventually, made sure I got back to my old self, but that didn’t stop the beatings I got every day. Over time they just got worse, but I tried not to let it show around Allison, I couldn’t live with myself if it was all too much for her and she left. So, when I was about twelve, I decided to take a risk and ask her to be my girlfriend. Of course she said yes and then we dated for two years.” He had tears in his eyes.

“What happened after that?” I whispered.

“Then on my fourteenth birthday, I was notified that she killed herself. I was so devastated, that I lost all communication with everyone. Even my father was sober enough, to let me off the hook for a while. But, like everything else it got old, and one night I made my father so angry he brought me into the basement, took a knife and cut open every single lash he had given me earlier. That’s when my mom walked in and saw what he did to me. She called 911 and then my father was sent to prison for life.”

My eyes widened and I looked at Landon for approval to hug him. He just slightly nodded and then pulled me into a tight hug. I just hugged him back and then he started to whisper something in my ear.

“I have never told anyone this before, but after what happened with my Dad in the basement that night and after I got home from the hospital I tried to kill myself. I went into the showers during lunch at school and slit my wrists with a razor and hoped to bleed to death. But thankfully, that’s when Matt walked in and found me. That’s how we became best friends.”

I just pulled him closer to him and whispered back in his ear.

“Just remember Landon, no matter what happens to you or what you look like I’m always here.”

He nodded and that’s when I heard my phone go off. It was a private number.

“Hello, is there a Landon there?” a deep voice asked.

“Maybe, may I ask who is calling?”

“Just say an old pal.”

“Landon, it’s for you.” I called to Landon.

“Who is it?”

“I don’t know, he says he’s an old pal?”

I handed the phone to him and his eyes widened in terror when he heard the voice speak then put it on speaker.

“Guess what Landon boy, Daddy’s home,” an evil voice said.

Then I let the words sink in and my eyes matched Landon’s and the next thing I know we’re both running.

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Wow, this took me forever to write!!! Please note that has not been edited yet J thank you!