A New Killer Is Born

Chapter 21: Breakfast With The Family

(Author's Note: The picture on the side doesn't belong to me, but in my head, it's a good character profile picture for what Glen looks like as he's older along with Ashley.)

"Ashley..."
I stirred in my sleep and turned over.
"Ashley..."
I groaned and placed turned over on my stomach and buried my face in my arms.
"Ashley!", yelled the voice.
I quickly jerked up in bed and looked over to see Glen standing beside my bed. A smirk was plastered on his face.
"Happy early birthday little cuz.", he smirked.
I rolled my eyes at the thought of my birthday. My birthday was next week and I was going to be turning seventeen; great. I sighed and ran my fingers through my tangled hair.
"What time is it?", I yawned.
"Eight O' clock; Uncle Jason told me to get you up because breakfast is about ready."
I rolled my eyes and pushed Glen out of the way so I could get out. I adjusted my tank top and sweats and walked over to my bathroom. Glen followed and stood in the doorway.
"You know, while I was outside, I was at the dining room table window and I could hear the others talking about what they planned to do for your birthday.", Glen smiled.
"Oh really?", I asked, not really interested. I poured some water into my hands and washed my face. The cold, refreshing water woke me up fully and sent shivers down my spine as the water dripped off and ran down my chin.
"They planned on throwing you a surprise birthday party here and thought about just keeping it "down-low" this year.", Glen said, wiggling his fingers as he said the word "down-low".
I knew what he meant by that. This year, my family planned on just celebrating it here and instead of inviting the whole family, it was just going to be us fourteen celebrating (Me, Glen, Dad, dad's girlfriend Mary, Uncle Michael, Uncle Michael's girlfriend May, Uncle Freddy, Aunt Esther, Uncle Leatherface, Uncle Jeepers Creepers, Uncle Vorx, Aunt Tiffany, Uncle Chucky, Uncle Pinhead and Uncle Pinhead's so-called wife, Kirsty).
"Down-low huh?", I questioned. "This would be the first."
Glen laughed. "Yeah I know. Come on and let's go eat before Uncle Jason throws a fit."
After I dried my face and did my morning routine, I followed Glen out and down the stairs to the dining room where everyone was waiting. I walked in first and then Glen. I took my usual seat at the end of the table beside my dad and across from my new Aunt, Kirsty Cotton who was Uncle Pinhead's wife. Uncle Pinhead sat at the head of the table on one end as Uncle Vorx sat down at the other end.
"Good morning.", I said as I took a seat.
"Morning Ash.", my dad said reaching over and stroking my hair.
"Good morning Ashley.", I heard my dad's girlfriend, Mary call over.
"Morning.", I replied back to her. I honestly didn't like Mary. It's not the fact that she's mean or anything because she isn't. The only reason why I didn't like her was because a couple weeks back, I heard her and my dad talking. My dad was asking for Mary's hand in marriage. He thought it would be best for me so that I would have a mother figure in my life; like I really needed one. Asking Mary's hand in marriage so that I would have a mother, sickened me. After I heard that, I wasn't as close to my dad as I use too. My dad seemed to notice and would always try and get Mary and I to go out with him to do something special like shopping or going out to eat, but I would always decline and say that I wasn't feeling well. When I say that, my dad get's angry, but he still takes Mary out to wherever.
"How are you feeling this morning?", I heard Mary asked.
In my head, I was rolling my eyes and wishing that she would shut up already. I shouldn't of thought that though; sitting beside Uncle Pinhead, someone that could read thoughts wasn't good. Uncle Pinhead who read my mind, looked at me and gave me a look as if to watch my mouth.
I let out a sigh and turned to Mary with a fake smile. "I'm good, thanks."
My dad continued stroking my hair and I turned to my plate and saw scrambled eggs with cheese and sausage scrambled together and a piece of toast with jelly spread across the top. I smiled, thinking this was just the way I like it.
I took a bite of my toast and then took a drink of my orange juice. I looked over across he table at my aunt Kirsty. She looked depressed, well, she always looked like that since the day she married Uncle Pinhead. She never really spoken that much unless she had too, and when she had to was when she was arguing with Uncle Pinhead. She didn't really talked or bothered with the rest of us. I didn't blame her though. I felt pretty bad for the position she was in and what she was dealing with. I sometimes think about going to go talk to her and help her in everyway that I can, but I know that would upset Uncle Pinhead.
Uncle Pinhead forces some rules and boundaries for Kirsty. If she was going to be a part of this family, there was going to be rules. I knew for a fact that Kirsty couldn't leave the house at all. If she wanted something, she either had to tell him or Aunt Esther to go get it for her. If she wanted to go outside, Uncle Jeepers Creepers had to be out there with her so she wouldn't run off and escape.
Just looking at Aunt Kirsty made me realized what hell she's going through and least to think I was going through it.
"Good morning Aunt Kirsty.", I said.
She must of been daydreaming about something as she starred down at her plate of untouched food. She was starring at if for the longest and the suddenly, Uncle Pinhead snapped his fingers in her face. She lifted her head up and gave Uncle Pinhead one of the dirtiest looks I had ever seen.
"What?", she snapped at Uncle Pinhead.
"The child said 'Good morning' to you.", he replied, pointing at me.
Aunt Kirsty looked across the table at me. Her face grew soft as she saw me. She tried to smile.
"Morning.", she replied almost in a whisper.
Just hearing how hoarse her voice was made me feel bad for her. I gave her a soft, reassuring smile and continued eating my breakfast.
"Ashley?", my dad asked a few minutes later.
I finished eating my toast and wiped my mouth a napkin. I looked up at him. "Yes?"
"Mary and I are going out for a walk in the woods later on. Would you like to come?"
Great, I thought. Got to come up with another excuse.
"I would dad, but I have to do something and..."
"What is it that you have to do? Can't it wait?", dad asked harshly.
I sighed and looked up at him. His hockey mask wasn't dirty that much or stained with blood as it use to be. Mary must of cleaned it for him; how stupid. I could see my dad's one eye twitch and usually when his twitch; he was either nervous, uncomfortable or in my case, angry.
"Well...", I began. I thought of many excuses to not go out with dad and Mary, but all of them were pointless. I need an excuse quick and fast, but what?
Uncle Pinhead, who must of read my thoughts again, spoke up. "Today is Thursday Jason, and since Ashley missed two Thursdays of training with me, she will reschedule her training today."
I gulped. After hearing those words, now made me wish I said yes to my father. Now I had to suffer the consequences. Damn Uncle Pinhead.
Uncle Pinhead who heard my thoughts, cast a chain out at me. I let out a scream, causing everyone to stop what they were doing and to look up at me. The chain pierced through my hands and wrapped around my wrists and pulled me up towards the ceiling. I hung there, crying and screaming in pain.
I felt something tug on my leg and I saw my dad trying to yank me down.
"Pinhead let her go!", my dad yelled at Uncle Pinhead.
I heard some gasps and groans from the other who must of felt my pain also. I saw Aunt Esther groaning and rubbing her wrists as so did Uncle Michael and Aunt Tiffany.
"Now child.", Uncle Pinhead spoke. He got up on the table and walked over so that he was directly beneath me and standing face to face with my dad. "Incase you haven't realized it, I am...already damned."