Kiss Me Or Kill Me (Kiss Me Or Kill Me)

Chapter 32: Yohan Alcester Ronstar (part 1)

***flashback on

A little boy was running and was greeted by his mother's arms.

The boy who was only about 8 years old was hugging his mother tightly, and was countered with warm strokes on his small back.

"Yohan, we were only separated when you went to school" said the mother.

"But I miss you" said little Yohan.

The mother smiled to see her adorable child was missing her, then she also guided her child's arm and brought her home.

"You hungry?I'll prepare some food for you"

Yohan just nodded her head and sat down at the dinner table quietly while waiting for her mother to prepare her lunch.

"Mom not eating?"

"Mother has eaten, now you don't talk much and eat quickly"

Little Yohan who looks so adorable, put the food prepared by her mother into her mouth, she looks happy because the mother's cooking is very good.

His mother just smiled to see his favorite child eating greedily.

"Ah mother, next to your eyes there is a blue mark" said Yohan so innocently.

Her mother panicked and misbehaved when her son realized it.

"This?Mom accidentally hit the bathroom door"

"Is that sick?"

"No, mom's okay, so finish your meal, then go to the room and take a nap"

Yohan who doesn't know anything just smiled and did what her mother told her to do.

Yohan Pov***

One night, when I woke up from my sleep, my throat was so dry, I got out of bed to get a glass of water from the kitchen.

However, I was surprised when I listened to the hysterical screams coming from beside my room.

It came from Dad and Mom's room, I muttered.

Surely I was anxious then, I was afraid too, but my curiosity was greater than my fear, so I ventured closer to my father and mother's room to see what was happening.

I peeked out from the opening of the door that opened a little bit.

Ah, what am I seeing?

My mother was crying bitterly under my father's feet.

Why is he like that?And why is my dad holding a switch cord in his hand?

I round my eyes as I watched how my father cruelly tortured my mother that night.

My tears flowed hard to see how much pain my mother was in that moment, until unconsciously my cry broke.

I saw that my mother was surprised to realize that I was there, and so was my father.

I never knew that my father was such a person, I only remember when he used to carry me even with his cold gaze.

My father glared at me who was crying at the door.

He then walked closer to me, I saw my mother screaming and begging him not to do anything to me, but my terrible father started grabbing me and whipping me with the cable he was holding.

I cried so much and so did my mother, but my father remained unmoved, and increasingly so.

And that's the first time I've ever known that my father was a madman who was angry and crazy.

From then on, if the mood was bad or he was drunk, he would torture me or my mother in turn.

He seemed very happy when he saw our bodies bleed as a result of his treatment.

I often beat him up and whipped him, sometimes he also locked me and my mother in the cellar.

I grew up with that kind of thing every day.

Until now I am 11 years old as if accustomed to such things.

Sometimes I am confused to vent to who my annoyance and fatigue are.

Until one time when I saw a rabbit in my yard, it was in my mind to catch it.

I ran to catch the rabbit, I stared at the cute rabbit and I hugged it, and then I found a piece of glass there, and I used it to slash the cute little rabbit's body.

It was seen that the rabbit was thrashing as I slashed his body with a piece of glass, the blood caused by the wound was flowing, too, making me chuckle because of the tightness and irritation that I had been missing all along.

Then after I was satisfied to cut off some parts of his body, I let go of the rabbit, I witnessed how he ended up dying from blood loss and exhaustion.

After he died, I smiled with satisfaction and let the rabbit lie down.

"Huh, is that how Dad feels when he tortures me" I muttered with a chuckle.

Then, after that I tortured many animals, such as birds and puppies.

But strangely enough, all their carcasses always disappeared the day after.

And today I just tortured a puppy I met on the street to death.

The next day, when I got home from school, I found no one at home.

I looked around where my mother was, and it turned out that she was in her garden, I saw from a distance, she seemed to be digging.

I watched him to see what he was doing, and I was surprised to find my mother burying a puppy I had killed yesterday.

Naturally all the carcasses disappeared, it turns out my mother buried it.

That night my mother slept in my room, I saw her eyes swollen.

She must have cried, I thought.

Why is he still at home staying here anyway, why don't we just leave that crazy guy.

Sometimes I think so.

And when I talk to my mom about it, she'll get mad at me and say she can't leave my dad.

My mother was always moody, her face became more thin, and her body became unkempt, sometimes I saw her daydreaming all day, I was sad to see her like that, but on the other hand she was so stupid.

"Yohan, you love your father and you, you don't have anyone but you two"

Cih,love said?

I'm sick of that shit.

One day, I had a fever because my father kept me in the bathroom all day, my mother could only cry, she tried to get me out but was beaten by my father.

I was lying in bed, shivering with cold, fortunately my mother was beside me, with my eyes she was looking at me.

"My son, hurry up and be healthy" he said.

"Mother, she said I'd live and die in a horrible way, I'm afraid" I said.

With her delicate hands she replaced the cloth that was on my head.

"There's nothing for you to be afraid of Yohan" he said with a flat face.

And right that night, I heard the quarrel between my father and my mother, whether it was possible every day, my father's mood was always bad, he started when his company went bankrupt, that's all I know.

I let the quarrel go and tried to sleep, but I gasped when I heard a loud bang.

Silence, the quarrel is over.

What happened, I thought.

I came down from my bed and saw what was happening.

I saw my mother crying sobbing, just like the one I saw the first time, my father was rolling motionless under my mother's feet.

I was confused to see what was happening in front of me.

"Mother, what's going on?"

My mother was surprised to hear my voice, she turned to me and smiled with her pale, horrifying face.

"Nothing, your father is sleeping, he seems very tired"

I glanced next to Mom, why is there a wooden beam there?my thinking.

I saw my mother move and headed to the kitchen, I was still staring at my father who was lying down with my flat gaze.

Then my mother came back and gave me a knife.

I looked at the knife and looked at my mother, and I saw her smiling back at me.

"Put it here" my mother said, pointing to my father's heart.

I flinched, what was mom thinking?

Why would I do that?

Mom had lost her mind, just so naturally that she had been talking and laughing herself a lot not too long ago.

"Hurry up Yohan, you must obey your mother's words"

I was still silent with a trembling hand holding a knife, but I was surprised when my mother yelled at me and yelled at me, I saw that the look on her face was no longer showing tenderness as she was in general.

Then I slowly approached my father and threw down the knife in his heart.

"One more time"

"Huh?"

"..."

I pulled the knife back and hit him again once in the same place.

Made my father lie there with blood everywhere.

I looked at my mother, I saw her smile and rub my head, my body shaking because I just killed my father.

Seeing the panic and fear, my mother immediately hugged me.

"Just calm down, your secret will be well kept" he whispered

It makes me creep more.

Then he told me to clean my body, while he was cleaning his room which was filled with my father's blood.

He told me to go to bed that day.

"Yohan sleep, Mom will also sleep with Dad in the room" he said.

What's he talking about?Dad's dead, and he wants to sleep with a dead man?

Early in the morning, my mother woke me up, I saw it was only 4 in the morning.

I rubbed my eyes because my mother woke me up too early.

"Let's wake up, accompany me to take your father" he said

"...What's?"

I was forced to obey him and help him drag my father, who was wrapped in plastic cloth, into my mother's garden.

"Why are we here?"

"..."

My mother was silent, I saw in front of us that there was a deep hole.

Is it possible my mother dug it?

"Nah Yohan, my mother always cleaned up what you did, and now it's the same, but this time you have to help" she said.

"..."

The thing I did?

What does that mean about all the animals I killed?

I didn't think much of it, so I helped my mom lift my dad's body and put him in that hole, and then we stockpiled him back.

I saw my mother smiling with relief, while looking around her.

"There's only flowers, maybe next time I'll plant fruit too, starting with apples maybe" my mother murmured.

I just kept staring at my mom at that time, and then she turned her gaze towards me and held my shoulder.

"You see, your father lived and died in a horrible way, not you, so there's nothing to be afraid of" he said, peeping at my forehead.