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The Origin of Matricidal Kev

The Origin of Matricidal Kev

Kevyn Arthur never thought that she'd have a sibling, but now her dreams have come true. She couldn't wait; this event would make her life the best it has ever been. At fourteen years old, Kevyn has been to over fifty schools, been diagnosed with several mental and physical problems, gone to three asylums (they quickly sent her back), and has witnessed five divorces, all between her mother and father. This time, her mom found another guy, and is now carrying his baby.

Nothing was wrong with Kevyn's father. Nothing was wrong with her mother, either. However, her father blamed her faults on her mother, and vice-versa. She grew up locked in her room. Her parents did not want their company to see their "freakish" child. She grew up never knowing what a loving embrace felt like. Her mom wanted nothing to do with her, and her dad was out with other women, because he wanted nothing to do with Kevyn or her mom.

Yet now, her mom has changed. She found a man who cares about her, and their child. But she still hides one thing from him: Kevyn. This man, Michael Hartford, has never seen the teen. And that is where our story begins.

Not too long ago, Michael had found out about Kevyn. He was furious that her mom, Anna Parks, had never even mentioned Kevyn to him. The two fought for hours over the issue, and Michael began to get tired of Anna's lies. Packing his bag, he left for the night and booked a room at the nearest hotel. Kevyn sat in the basement, listening to the commotion upstairs.

Not long after Michael left, she heard hurried footsteps move down the stairs and closer to her. Her mother pushed the door open with such force that it put a dent in the washing machine behind it.

"You..... You stupid, useless, FREAK! You're so ugly! You'll never be the daughter I wanted! You're a sorry excuse for a kid! You ruined my life! I would still be married if you hadn't been born!" She screamed mercilessly at the frightened teen.

"I-.... Well, I didn't ask-k to be b-born, did I?!" Kevyn tried to retort again, but that was all that came out. Anna went into a flying rage, throwing punches and kicks at the child whilst saying, "And I never wanted you in the first place! I wish you were never born! You're so ungrateful, even after I let you dye your hair that horrendous shade of purple, and you got those stupid piercings!"

Her words still hurt, but Kevyn knows Anna is drunk, and may even have drugs in her system.

Her mother still relentlessly beating her, Kevyn yelled out, "You don't deserve kids a-anyway! You used me as a l-lab animal to see if you c-could tattoo the whites of someone's eyes! Because of you, I'm ugly! You t-took out my kidneys and b-bladder! God knows w-what you'll do to the baby, if it's n-not already dead! You're going to kill-!"

She was cut off by a punch to the face. "I KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR MY CHILD'S HEALTH, YOU HORRIBLE, WORTHLESS FREAK!"

Kevyn was sent to the ground, and on the way down, her skin caught on a sharp edge. A chunk of skin and muscle had been taken, leaving a hole in the girl's cheek. Blood spattered the floor, and Kevyn's face went numb. She felt cold, gasoline-scented air hit her teeth. Her dark grey button-up shirt and black jeans was soaked in blood from the gaping hole in her cheek. Breathing heavily, Anna left the room. In that moment, Kevyn snapped. She screamed, cursing the day she was born. She was pulling her hair, biting her own arm, and breaking things. Kevyn lost her mind. Something else..... Something..... different began working in her mind. She made a plan, and would carry it out no matter what happened.

Later that evening, after her mother passed out, the broken and bruised teen, still bleeding from the hole that will forever scar her face, made her way to the master bedroom. She snuck in, wielding two knives. She stopped making her own decisions when she broke. Her mind was decision-making now. She was just here to carry out the dirty work.