Beautifully Twisted - {A Jerome/Gotham Story}

Goodbye Mother

Heading home, I couldn't stop thinking about what Jerome said about my mother and all the things she's done to make my life hell. And you know something? He's right. I do want my mom to suffer for everything she's done. She deserves so much more pain than I could ever give her.

But kill her.....? I've never thought of that possibility before. But she did kill my dad. Maybe I should do this for him. For me. For everything I've lost because of her..... A smirk slowly took over my lips as I made my way home, my mind racing with so many different things. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.....

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I finally made it home, only to be greeted with the usual sound of bottles clinging together. Of course she's drinking. What else would she be doing? And as I walked into the kitchen, I saw her going through the fridge, grumbling her annoying words as I rolled my eyes, so sick and tired of seeing this all the time. I'm honestly surprised she hasn't killed herself already.

"Mom, what are you doing?" She jumped, not excepting me to be standing there as the most hate filled glare came to her face, making me huff as my anger slowly started to build. Bitch i swear....

"What's it to you??" I shook my head as I clenched my hands together, my anger getting worse. No.. Calm down Ana... I sighed as I took a deep breath, just shrugging my shoulders in a way that said, I don't give a shit. And to be honest, i don't. I'm tired of this poor excuse of a mother treating me this way. Like i'm nothing. So i simply put on my most used masked. A smile. Ya know? Kill them with kindness? She loves that.

"Just wondering is all." She grimaced, then suddenly smirked as her eyes traveled to her bedroom, humor shining bright on her face like she was so proud of herself. For what i already know is some random man sitting in her bed right now. Sucker.

"I'm getting a beer. You know, for the man in the bedroom." I glared at her as her words rang through the air, my hands clenched so hard they began to hurt. You know sometimes it's hard to remain calm when all you want to do is bash someones face in.

"Mom..." She walked up to me as her face got right in mine, no emotion what so ever on her face as I huffed from the mere closeness of her. And she smells terribly of booze. Goodness.

"So you should get out. I don't want you here anyway." She pushed me out of the way, laughing, only fueling my anger more as I finally just lost it, whirling around on her as I grabbed her by her ugly hair, launching her to the ground with one tug. She's so damn drunk, it doesn't take much for her to go down. But I'm not complaining. Not by a long shot. 

She squealed from the impact as I glared down at her, seeing her trying to get up and away from me when she should know that's not going to happen. Maybe you shouldn't be drinking so much huh mommy? I instantly jumped down onto her chest, making it a point to sit really hard on her. I want her to feel like she's being crushed. The thought instantly made me smirk with the sound of her harsh breath escaping her foul mouth. 

"You know something bitch...? You should really learn to control your mouth. In more ways than one...." She gave me a hateful look, struggling as she pulled on my arms, trying to knock me away as I simply pushed myself harder on her, making her scream from anger. Nope. You aren't going anywhere.

"Get off me!" I held my hand over her mouth as I rolled my eyes, laughter starting to bubble out of me from the pain mixed with terror look crossing her face. Just what i wanted to see....

"No. The fun is just beginning!" I looked around as I noticed one of the usual glass shards from a bottle laying on the ground, slowly picking it up, making me grin as her eyes widened from my gaze on it, making me chuckle. See? Yet another mistake you made. You shouldn't leave sharp objects just scattered about. Someone could get hurt.....

"I just got some really good advice from a really good friend of mine. And you know what that is....?" She shook her head in fear as her eyes remained wide, making me feel so powerful. Seeing her so afraid of me, so scared of what will happen, makes me feel like I can do anything. Her fear is pouring out in waves and i could taste it. The woman that has caused me so much pain and suffering is finally getting what she deserves.

"That a whore like you.... deserves to suffer. For everything you've done. Everything!!!" I held the shard over her neck as I slowly started slicing across, barley cutting the skin as she screamed the most terrified scream I've ever heard, trying to jerk away from me. I laughed like crazy as I pressed it hard into her skin, making her gasp as I looked at her. I could get used to this.

"And you know what else they said....?" I raised the shard up, slowly as I grinned, her eyes following every movement I made with panic setting in. She knew this day was coming. She had to. Just from all the hell she's put me through.

"That your punishment.... should be death! And you know something...? I agree mommy!!"She instantly tried to knock me off, screaming as I simply sat on her even harder, trying to suffocate her, never once losing my smirk as I found joy in all this. Ahhh it feels amazing! To have this level of control is amazing.

"So bye bye!" I flung my arm down, sending the glass through her neck as blood squirted out onto my hand, her deafening scream filling the room as I laughed seeing her wide eyes looking up at me. It won't be long and she'll bleed out and die. Hell, I wish she could choke on it. But this is still effective! I slowly rose off of her as she started to relax on the ground, the life draining from her inch by inch. I looked at my blood splattered hands with a smirk as a laugh escaped my lips, feeling on top of the world. I did it.... I finally did it.

"Police! Open up!" I looked at the door as i about jumped out of my skin from the sudden bang on the door, my eyes widening a tad. Of course they'd show up to ruin the fun.... why not??

"No way!" Suddenly, the door bust open as Jim and Harvey ran in with their guns pointed right at me, making me smirk. And Jim looked from mom to me, his eyes widening in horror as he realized what happened. His little sister finally grew the courage to do what should have been done so long ago. I feel like a monster from the looks they're giving me. But i can't say i regret anything. That would be a lie.

"Ana...... what have you done?" I smirked, wiping the blood from my hands as i chuckled slightly, seeing the wide eyed look on his face. The sadness in his eyes...

"What I should have done a long a long time ago...."