Fight

Travis P.O.V

“I never knew you were this kind of person.” My mother said and her eyes widened in horror as she threw a slap at me. I clenched the part of my cheeks that she hit.

“Mom, I had told you not to go into my room, without my permission.” I was at the store today, because I noticed that my tapes were running out, so I went to get a new one. Mother claimed she was cleaning my room and she found my collections, pictures and videos. “You invaded my privacy.”

“How dare you…” Father joined in, ah, I forgot to add that after looking through my stuff she also invited my father to see things too. “Who are those girls in the pictures and did you do that to them?”

“Yes and what if I did?” I asked them curiously. “What are you going to do, are you going to hand over your precious son to the police?”

I was daring them, my mother broke down in tears, and the tapes contained images of badly beaten women that I had sexually assaulted. I used the recordings as a blackmail I never needed t