Andrea dropped to his knees as tears began to drop from his eyes.
"Andrea!" They both yelled rushing to him.
"He's having an episode." Cathy said looking at his eyes.
His pupils were dilated and he was hyperventilating.
"Cathy go and get some water and a towel. And be careful. I don't want you to get a panic attack like last Andrea was like this." Mikey said as he lowered Andrea on his back.
Catherine quickly went to get the things. As she came back, Mikey immediately began to massage his muscles with the damp towel to prevent them from stiffening.
Andrea couldn't feel his body but he could hear what his siblings were saying.
"No not again." He said subconsciously. "I don't want to relieve these memories.
******
11 years ago
Six year old Andrea had just finished coloring a flower when his father walked in looking sad and depressed.
His black hair was messy just like Andrea's. His eyes looked heavy with disappointment.
"Daddy look." Little Andrea said running up to him holding up the drawing.
"Not now kiddo. Daddy needs to rest." He said pushing Andrea aside a little bit to rough for the kid.
He walked up and Andrea heard him slam his room door behind him.
A fourteen years old Michael and ten year old Catherine walked up to him.
"What's wrong with him?" Cathy asked looking at the path her father had followed.
"I heard from my that he got sacked due to some scandal he was supposedly involved in." Mikey said placing his had on Andy's shoulder. "Come on kid let's go out a play."
He added as he ruffled Andrea's hair.
"Don't call me kid." Andrea said laughing.
He turned to look a Catherine. "What?" She asked.
"Piggy back." He said.
She sighed and turned round bending down. Andrea got unto her back and the trio walked out.
A month had passed and David— their father, had refused to find a job.
He began to distance himself slowly from his family.
He refused to show up for Michael's graduation and entrance ceremony into art college.
He made blunt and useless excuses to refuse going on family outings and festivals.
His family never stopped trying to cheer him up. They were relentless.
But over time, a new and different David had began metamorphosing.
He began dealing with drug secretly and band arms for some mafia family.
He landed in jail a couple of times but the officer couldn't put him behind bars either because Uncle Griz had pulled some strings being head of the police department or they couldn't find solid evidence against him.
Melissa—their mother had payed huge sums of money for the charges fee.
"Why is he behaving like this?" Melissa said in pain.
It was one of her many rounds to the station that month.
Her elbows rested on her laps as she placed her hands on her head.
Uncle Griz and Michael sat beside her trying to console her.
"It's ok big sis." Griz said rubbing her back.
"Just calm down mum." Michael said caressing her hand.
Cathy knelt in front of her with tears in her eyes as she felt her mother's pain.
Andrea looked at all of them with a poker face. No body noticed the malice and hatred in his eyes. How he clenched and unclenched his fist. How veins on his neck began to bulge out.
He had finally understood the mean of hatred, the burning desire to eliminate the cause of his unhappiness, of his family's unhappiness— and this was all thanks to David Fisher.
Later that night.
Andrea opened the door to his parents' room. It was completely dark and they both were asleep. David on the couch and Melissa on the beg.
Andrea approached David with something hidden behind his back.
He inched closer with caution until he towered over the sleeping figure.
He slowly brought out dagger and held it above David's head.
As he was about to bring it down, his mum stored in her sleep.
His attention was drawn to her. Looking at her peaceful slumbering face made him think twice.
He lowered his hands till they hung loosely at his sides. He sighed and walked out.
He closed the door behind him quietly before turning and standing there still.
"I told you he wasn't going to do it." Catherine's voice broke out.
"I was never wrong to just be there in case. He might have slipped and the next thing is 'good night dad'." Michael's voice rang out.
"Next time please stop me before I enter the room instead of watching me." He said.
Michael wrapped his hand around his shoulders and put all his weight on it.
"Get off me you overweighted panda." Andrea said as they walked off.
7 year later.
David had become more toxic. He stayed out late drinking or smoking.
Melissa had had enough off it. The smell of alcohol and smoke. The bullshit attitude and the bad image in front of the children.
Andrea and Catherine had just come back from school and heard their parents arguing.
"Come on before we have to clean up a messed up house." Catherine said dropping her bag on a chair.
Andrea said nothing but just followed her. They made their way upstairs and opened their parents room door without knocking.
They saw, David holding Melissa roughly by her shirt. In her hand was an envelope.
"School fees." The two said to each other softly walking in.
The fighting duo had seized their movement. David shoved Melissa back roughly and stormed out of the room.
"Let me guess, he wanted to take the money and use it for the shit he does." Cathy said helping her mother up.
"Don't talk like that about your father. Even if he's different, he's still your father." Melissa said.
"Different is an understatement." Andrea said as he kissed his mother on her forehead before walking out.
Later that Evening.
Andrea had walked into his house after he had gone out for a walk.
He was welcomed by the usual raised voice of his parents.
He sighed walking up to their room. He opened the door and saw David landing a punch on Melissa's face.
He threw her at her dresser before picking her up by her neck.
"You stupid bitch. Why can't you just give me the money?" David said.
Andrea's eyes widened in shock and he rushed into the room.
He quickly grabbed David's hand and twisted it off Melissa's neck.
"Dad what are you doing!?" Andrea yelled pushing his father back.
"You shitty mummy's pussy." David said punching Andrea.
He began to beat Andrea without giving him a chance to fight back.
Melissa rushed to them trying to pry David off Andrea.
He just pushed her aside. He walked to a chair and broke the leg off.
He walked to Andrea who held his stomach. He was on the floor groaning.
"You stupid kid. Why wouldn't you love you father just like you love your mother?" David said kicking him multiple times.
Melissa coughed out blood getting to her feet slowly.
Rage, hatred and disgust burned in his eyes like a crazed wolf.
"Why wouldn't you guys show me the love the you show your mother?" He said raising the leg up.
He brought it down with all his might.
*CRACK*
The leg of the chair nearly snapped cleanly in two.
Shock spread allover David's face and he let go of the leg.
"Melissa." He said stepping back.
Melissa was covering Andrea like a dome. Blood was seeping out of her head.
"You stupid mother fucker. Why the bloody hell will you think some things as dumb as that?" Melissa yelled in frustration. "Are your brain cells retarded or you just want to be stupid."
David remained quiet and could hear her crying.
"This family never stopped loving you. Not when you lost your job. Not when you became an ass and was dealing with drug and other shitty things. Not when you landed in jail multiple times. So tell me what we did to deserve this. Tell me why you became an asshole." She yelled.
She began to feel lightheaded. She had lost a significant amount of blood.
"MUM!!!" Andrea yelled realizing what was going on.
Andrea gently laid her on her back. Blood was still pooling out. Her skin began to pale and so as the glow in her eyes.
"Mum. Mum! Mum!! Mum!" Andrea yelled shaking Melissa.