Their Moon

Chapter 2 - Thoughts

Moon's POV

He's dead? The man who ruined my childhood. The man who haunts me. The man who gives me nightmares is dead?

What am I supposed to feel? You know this is the question you ask yourself when you numb yourself. You just shut everything out.

"Miss, are you okay?" the officer who just gave me this news asked me breaking my trance

Am I okay?

"umm yeah. Umm where is his body?" I asked the officer. I mean since he died I wanna see his body. I wanna see how that useless fuck looks when he's dead. Does he still have that sickening smug on his dead face? Am I allowed to disrespect a dead man?

"His body burned to ashes in the accident. There is nothing left. I am sorry" the officer said with a look of sympathy in his eyes

No body? If there is no body how am I supposed to believe that he is dead? How am I supposed to believe that this is not one of his mind tricks? That's the one thing I hate most about Toby the useless fuck, his mind games. I for once can deal with the physical abuse but mental abuse is something I cannot. I don't think I can ever.

Those mind games were the worst. I don't even want to think about it.

"Miss, I have some more bad news," the officer said with a look of sympathy in his eyes

Ugh

I just looked at him without saying a word.

"Your uncle took some loan for a new business which he was unable to pay back so the bank from which he took the loan will be confiscating the house."

Business my ass he must gave taken money for drugs and more of that beer

Okay, my uncle died. Cool

Bank will be confiscating the house?! Not cool

Where will I live? I don't have a place of my own. How am I supposed to continue college? Now I am not rich but I got in through scholarship. So I don't have to pay anything for this whole college thingy.

Fuckkk!!!

What the hell am I supposed to live? Where will I live

"Miss, we got a bit of good news as well"

My head snapped at the officer. Officer? Are you trying to give me a panic attack or something? Dude just spill everything, no? What is this a movie?!

"We did a little background check on you and we found that you have some more family"

I just looked at the officer with a blank face? A second ago he was asking if I am that useless fuck's family member now he's telling me he did a background check on me, umm creepy much?

"Blood relations to be precise. And they will be taking your custody." officer continued

Dude, you are getting on my nerves.

"I don't think that I have a family. Blood relations to be precise" I replied my anxiety building up

"Yes, you have. You have brothers and you'll be living with meeting them tomorrow. They are coming here and they'll be taking you with them. So I suggest you be ready. And I am sorry for your loss. If you need I can call one of my officers and she can stay with you for the night" the officer said with some sympathy

Umm no, thank you. I would rather have the house to myself for the night.

"No, I am fine. Thank you" he just smiled at me gave me his number and asked me to call him in case I change my change.

Okay?

"Thank you, officer"

I closed the door. I went on to sit on the couch. I looked at the ceiling and it looks really interesting. So, brother huh? Did they know about me all this time? Whatever Moon.

You are such a pathetic loser.

Hello to you too. Shut the fuck up

Yeah? Umm, don't you wanna look at some blood?

Bitch I am 6 months clean get the fuck out of my head

Exactly, 6 months. Are you even happy about it? I mean ugh don't you like the sight of your blood? Okay, maybe you can try whipping your arm? You've been doing that. It leaves no scars so it's no form of self-harm not, is it?

Ahh, it's not with that I look a steel ruler and start whipping my arm and fuck how good it hurts to see the red patches of blood inside my skin. They'll disappear in a day or two.

Told ya

Get out

I think you are doing this for attention.

It's not for attention no one is here

Remember the times you used to cut to get attention

Bitch just know how to fuck me up

You gave your 'friend' so much baggage that she had to leave you

I was immature. It wasn't intentional. I just didn't know what I was doing I wasn't mature enough

Really? You are too much to handle honestly. Who will ever love you? I mean now you'll burden your brothers with your problems. You don't belong here. How about ending this bullshit? Why don't you go and hang yourself? I mean now no one's even here you can just do and no one will stop you. Or are you little too scared to do it? Why are you so scared? I mean you are already so pathetic and at the top of it, you can even hurt yourself properly. Your cuts are not even deep enough to be called cuts they are so small. One can barely see the scars. Ugh you make me wanna puke

And with these thoughts, I fell asleep. So proud of myself how I didn't even shed a tear for that useless fuck. Again, am I allowed to disrespect a dead man? But there was no body. Is he really dead?