Chapter 2
The clock struck 9 in the Anderson house hold. mother and the twin were getting last minute preparations done with them selves. Tonight would be a very exciting night indeed"Isabella, Gabriella" mother called. "Are you in your good dresses "yes mother" they called and bounded down the stairs clean and fresh from the days earlier mess."where's" Isabella started"Sasha" the other finished. "oh I don't know, in her room I suppose."Mother walked up the stairs and rapped her knuckles on the eldest daughters' room. "Just a minute" she yelled. Moments later there was a loud crash and Sasha came out the room holding the back of her long dress. Mother smiled at her "just look at you, such a beautiful thing you are" she cooed" thank you mother, ill remember this night forever "and with that she want down stairs to the twins. Mother went to the far end of the hallway. There in the shadows was an old wooden door that looked out of pace from the rest of the elegant decor. She turned the knob and a burst of dry, dusty air hit her nose."DEMON" she snarled. There was a creak from above, and up the ancient stairs there was a teen age boy staring down at her. The light from behind her gave his eyes a reflective look. "We are going out, keep the house clean, and stay away from the windows." she snapped "I don't want anyone getting the idea that were keeping a freak" Dante nodded and the door slammed be hind her. "mother" he spat, and sat on the top step-in the dark, alone. He waited until he heard the front door slam shut and the car drive off. 'I wonder were there going' Dante got up after a few minutes, Sniffing the house for any traces of perfume. He found none and went down stairs. With animal instincts kicking in-as he liked to call it-Dante took precaution going down the stairs and into the kitchen. Mother was known for leaving someone behind to 'look' after him. Finding no other presents in the room he opened the fridge and plucked out two eggs a tomato and some ham. 'Not to much' he reminded him self. Last time he got caught it was beatings for3 hours strait (the scars were still healing) Dante fired up the stove and cracked the eggs in a bowl, he chopped up the tomato and ham into small pieces and scatted them in the egg batter, as the frying pan was heating up Dante looked out the window into the night sky.' Draco, o-Ryan's belt, the big dipper…little dipper 'Dante smiled at his knowledge. If mother knew he was this smart would thing change. His long hair swiped over his eyes covering his view 'note to self, get cleaned and cut hair 'the teen chuckled at him(something he rarely did) self and went over the stove. The pan was hot and ready. He poured that batter in loving the smell and hearing the sizzle made him feel warm inside. It was very rare that his 'family' went out for more than an hour, giving him more time to unwind and relax after weeks of slavery. The omelet was nearly ready. He got a plate from the top shelf and served himself. Pouring a glass of water he got a fork and sat down and began to eat. No matter what the food was-as long as it had taste, was dead, and unmoving-it was heaven for him. Dante finished quickly remembering his list and cleaned up, scrubbing the plate, skillet, glass, and fork harder than needed. He didn't want to be caught so cleaner that clean was a grate option. He dried them all and put them back in there proper place. Dante walked up the stair and got a clean towel from the hall was closet. It was read thankfully and wouldn't show any extra dirt marks if he missed. He want the bathroom and inhaled the fresh cent of pine. 'Thank God there gone' he reminded him self, and turned on the water. He quickly stripped and jumped in loving the gentle touched the water brought him. He grabbed a bar of soap from the ledge next to him and washed away the dried blood, grime and sweat form past days. He was sure to be carful about the new scars he had received earlier that week. When he was done with his body he reached for the liquid soap and poured more than enough for his hair and scrubbed it in so forcefully that the thought he might have clawed out his own head, But it was worth it. When his was done it was around 9:37.the young teen dried him self off, and rapped the towel around his waste. After taking his cloth he went up to his room and was greeted by the cold air giving his skin goose bumps. Dante dropped his cloth on the floor and looked under his bead for an extra set. luckily there was a dark blue long sleeved shirt and an extra pare of jeans. He quickly slipped them on and stuffed the rest of his clothing in a plastic bag. Having no time to wash them today he would wash them with is 'families' cloth tomorrow, With a full stomach and warm clothing Dante sleped well that night.
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"See mother" said a voice "I told you he was bad" said another. Even thought the voices were miles away they still could see the boys every move "Gabriella Isabella hush your selves" Sasha snapped"now, now girls" said mother. "Don't worry I'll make sure that the beast gets an 'extra speashal' wake up call tomorrow" the family smiled .The hidden cameras all around the house saw EVERYTHING, the food, shower, even him changing. The so called 'party' they were supposed to be going to was all just a trick, for you see. Being SO rich the family had no ides what to do with all the money so mother decided to go bye another house when Dante got older. He was so 'different' form everyone else that they just HAD to see what he did by him self, So every once or twice a month they would leave and watch him from the house on the other side of the city, and when they found out what he was doing he would pay mercilessly.