I lied.

- Kaizer's POV -

I watched as Ethan ran upstairs. I went to stand up, but his mother beat me to it. I got a bad feeling in my stomach as I heard what she said to that fucking boyfriend of hers.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure he won't be gay."

That. Fucking. Sentence.

I felt the anger rise in me as I went to storm after her, but her boyfriend pushed me away. I growled at him and pushed him back. I froze as he punched my nose. It throbbed and my vision went black for a second. When I regained myself, I attacked him quickly. I huffed in anger as I pushed his head in the corner of the dinner table. It felt goddamn satisfying to see him fall on the ground as blood streamed down his face. I grabbed a fork off the dinner table and stood over him.

My brain screamed murder, but before I could even think about doing it, I heard Ethan scream my name. My head turned towards the stairs as my ears picked his scared voice up. In my moment of weakness, Austin attacked me and pounced on me. He grabbed the fork and tried to stab me in the throat. I gripped his wrists with my hands and tried to push it away with all my power. The screaming from Ethan gave me adrenaline and more strength. I turned us over and grabbed the fork. I stabbed, and did not stop. Blood colored my face and the white walls. The carpet slowly turned red as a puddle of blood came around his now dead body.

I grinned as I finally stopped. I took my masterpiece in before I sighed and dropped the fork. I groaned at the blood over my clothes. Damn it... a good outfit ruined for trash.

I huffed and got off the body. I calmly took care of the body, pulling it down the basement, before I went back upstairs to wash my hands. I heard something shattering and a lot of screaming and fighting. I sighed and got the blood off my face.

Sorry Ethan, but you gotta take care of this one.

I grabbed a kitchen knife and went upstairs. I stood outside the door, to make sure that she wouldn't actually hurt Ethan. I hummed a small song to myself as I cleaned the knife with my shirt since it was a bit dirty. I leaned against the wall next to the door and closed my eyes as I heard his screams.

Damn it.. I don't like these screams. I only want to make him scream because of me in a different way. Not these horrified screams... My heart clenched with every single scream.

After a few minutes, everything went completely silent. I frowned. I put my ear against the door. I only heard some weak whispers.

I smiled. He did it.

He finally did it.

I sighed and sat down against the door, my arms aching to hold my boy.

I'm sorry Ethan, but it was necessary.

I know I said that I would make sure that nothing bad would happen. Guess I lied, even though this was not even close to my goddamn plan... jesus. I'm actually surprised that he went through...