Page 41 of Sparks of Insanity
“I swear to god, if you don’t open this fucking door, I’ll kick it down,” dad Gray yelled, and I gasped, hopping up from the bed, and running for the stairs.
“Em! Don’t open it, they’ll kill me,” Ethan hissed, running after me, before he stopped at the top of the stairs, while I was already at the bottom.
“Actually, you should let them in. I deserve whatever they choose to do to me, for what I did to you.”
Idiot. Why were men such idiots? I reached the door and banged my fists on the inside of it, hoping it’d shut my dads up for a few seconds. It did, but I knew they were probably a heartbeat away from kicking their way in.
“Go away!” I yelled into the brief silence, hearing one of them curse in response.
“Open the door, Ember.”
“That’s not going away, is it, dad? I don’t want you to come in.”
I heard them murmuring to each other for a moment.
“Is he forcing you to say this? If he’s got a weapon on you, just stay silent, and we’ll know.” What kind of stupid plan was that?
“Of course he doesn’t have a fucking weapon!”
“That’s exactly what someone would say, if they had a weapon on them, Dory.”Ugh, typical!
“Language, Em,” Ethan said from behind me, and I rolled my eyes at the pointlessness of that little warning from him.
“You’ve met my family. You know we all curse a lot, Ethan, you’ll have to just suck it up.”
“Ember, you need to open the door. We need to see that you’re okay. You know your mum won’t understand if we leave you here,” dad Dory said, probably trying to sound reasonable, but again, I knew them both better than that.
I went to the window in the living room, and drew the curtains back, tapping on the window to get their attention. They crowded the window, and that’s when I realised Blaze was with them too.
Oh god, it was worse than I thought. I looked back at Ethan, who’d frozen in the middle of the walkway between the living room and kitchen.
“What?”
“Blaze is with them too. Ethan, they’ll literally kill you.”
“Let us in, Ember! This isn’t going to keep us back. You want us to trash this little shithole, we fucking will.”
It wasn’t a shithole. I looked around the fairly simple home, but I could see that my dad was wrong. And dammit, he was distracting me.
The front door suddenly crashed open, and my dads swarmed into the space, one of them punching Ethan and knocking him to the floor, before they both stood over him, threatening him to stay down. Blaze caught my eye, staying in the doorway to block the way out, I guess.
“You okay, sis?” He looked worried rather than angry.
“Yes. How did you guys even find us?”
Dad Gray turned to grin at me, a devious look in his eyes.
“You think we didn’t have more trackers on your mum’s car than the ones you found? Give us a bit more credit than that, sweetheart. People don’t get away from us unless we let them.” Okay, that sounded uber creepy, didn’t it?
I saw him kick Ethan in the ribs, and I ran to try and help him, but I knew my dads, and I knew they wouldn’t stop until they killed him.
The razor blade on the table caught my eye and I snatched it up, running past them to the hallway.
“Ember, get back here,” dad Dory yelled, and that’s when I turned and glared at them.
“Let him up, and leave him alone!” Their heads lifted from glaring down at the curled up form of the man I loved, to see what I wanted them to see; the razor blade I held to my wrist, right over the scars from the last attempt.
“Ember,” dad Dory warned, but Blaze shoved past both of them.
