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Los Hermanos Part 1 A story of sex, hatred, jealousy, and revenge

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The story of Francisco and Max is an interesting story about brothers, jealousy, hatred, and revenge. The year was 1985 and the Gonzales family Albert and his wife Carmen were about to have their first child. Carmen's pregnancy was a uneventful perfect pregnancy no one could have asked for a better one. Her mother Benita believed in the old ways and wanted Carmen to go to a curandera a Mexican healer. “Mama it's 1985 nobody does that anymore” Carmen complained. “Do it for your mother, what can happen”? Benita asked. Fearing that this was going to turn into something big and since grandma was going to babysit for free Carmen gave in. Benita and Carmen walk into Rosario Hernandez's home after being let in by her 18 yr old son Sonny. “Buenos dias Rosario I don't know if you remember Carmen?”Benita asked “Como no, it's been a long time”. she looked at Carmen. “The last time was when someone gave you El Ojo.” Rosario reminded Carmen. Carmen had tried to repress the memory of that day as it was to her an uncomfortable one. “Thanks to you Rosario mija se cuero en dos dias she was fine in two days.” Benita praised Rosario. “ Gracias, Benita what can I help you with today?” Rosario asked. Benita points at Carmen. Rosario approaches Carmen and guides her to a chair. Rosario grabs another chair and sits face to face with Carmen “Please give me your hands, do not be afraid I can see that you are due any day now, ha ha you are probably thinking pinche vieja you don't have to be a curandera to know that huh?” Carmen smiles. “Well he will be coming in two days”. “He? My husband and I don't know what we are having” Carmen said. “Well it's a boy, and he's going to be a healthy beautiful boy and very successful in his life, but he will never marry.” she said. “Aye Dios Mio why? Is he not going to be happy?” Benita asked with a tremor in her voice. “No, no no he will be very happy he just will never marry.” Rosario replied. “How can any man be happy if he never marries?”Benita asked. “That is what I see, and there's something else...another boy born on the same exact day two years after this first boy.” Rosario exclaimed. “That's impossible it took us 3 years to get pregnant with this one. The Doctor said my husband has a very low sperm count and we should consider this pregnancy a blessing.”Carmen replied.


“There's more this boy is different” she lets go of Carmen's hands. “That is all, I have nothing more to say I have to go with my boy we were going grocery shopping” Rosario exclaimed. “Is everything OK Rosario you look pale did you see something bad?” Benita asked. “No no es la diabetes I haven't eaten anything I really must go Sonny get ready.” The boy goes to his room. Benita pulls out 40 dollars from her purse to give to Rosario. “Not this time it's OK it was nice to see you again Benita, Carmen take care and remember in two days you will have a beautiful boy” Rosario practically pushes them out the door. “OK que Dios te bendiga Rosario” Benita said as she rushed out the door. Rosario stood by the door as she watched them get in their car and leave. Sonny walks out of his room dressed ready to go grocery shopping. “Mama why did you tell that woman that her boy will never marry?' he asked. “The baby is a maricon like you” Sonny smiles. “What else did you see mama something scared you?” he asked “It was the other boy he'll will be a maricon just like his brother, but I saw something evil I don't know what I saw.” Rosario said taking a seat as if the whole experience had left her drained. “Oh and mama we like to be called gay not maricon.” Sonny corrected her. “I know I know I knew you were “Gay” when I first felt you in my womb I've had all this time to come to terms with your gayness, and you know I love you no matter what, but would a grandchild kill you.” Sonny smiled.
 
This sounds intriguing. Two "maricon" boys in one family. Which you would think could be very nice, however from your title I fear it will be the opposite. Looking forward to more, bobeeboi.

Craiger
 
Los Hermanos Part 2 A story of sex, hatred, jealousy, and revenge




Carmen did indeed give birth to a beautiful baby boy exactly two days after just like the old curandera had predicted. Carmen gave it little attention as she was more of a modern Mexican American that didn't believe in such superstitious garbage. Albert Gonzales, her husband was of the same mindset and was upset at Benita, Carmen's mother for dragging her to one of those “fucking witches”. Albert had told everyone in the family that he would be happy if it was a boy or girl and had ten fingers and ten toes, but secretly he yearned for a son. A son that would carry his name and since the doctors told him this was a miracle child because of his low sperm count he felt blessed and he thanked God for this beautiful gift that was bestowed upon him. Carmen's delivery had been just like her pregnancy easy and uneventful. They went home two days after she gave birth. When she got home she was surprised to see all of the family waiting to welcome the new addition. There was Albert's mother Angelica his brothers Frank, Tomas, and his sister Maria all that was missing was his father Albert Sr. who had left Angelica two years before with this woman he had met at the local diner he frequented. At the time it brought great shame to the family, but Albert Sr. was in love 6 months into the relationship with the woman he died while fucking her. She had a nervous breakdown which wasn't a surprise considering a man died while fucking her and since Albert Sr. had been a less than stellar lover as a matter of fact he was a lazy fuck. She didn't realize he had been dead for almost an hour. She will be on meds for the rest of her short life which will end with a self inflicted gun shot wound to the head. Angelica could not believe how beautiful her new grandson looked. “Que hermoso parece un angelito our very own little angel.” Carmen always felt a little uncomfortable around Albert's family not because she didn't like them as a matter of fact she loved them. It's just that since the death of her father it's just her and Benita. Carmen was an only child. She felt like she missed out on something every time they all came by. “May I hold him” asked Angelica. Carmen smiled and handed her the baby. “What are you going to name him?” she asked as she held the baby to her bosom. “Well we decided to name him Francisco after abuelito” Albert said. Angelica began to shed tears of joy. “After my father gracias Alberto que Dios te bendiga” Angelica exclaimed. “Thanks mom” he replied. That day the family dined on fajitas cooked to perfection by Frank and Benita's famous Spanish rice and borracho beans. As they all passed the baby amongst themselves Benita found an opportunity to speak to Angelica alone. “ Consuegra did I tell you we went to go see Rosario two days before she gave birth?” Benita told Angelica. “No what did she say?” she asked. “That she was going to have a boy, and that in two years on the same day she would have another boy.” Benita replied. “Aye Dios mio what good news if Rosario told Carmen then it's true. I believe Rosario. Me ayudo mucho con el divorcio de ese hijo de la chingada” Angelica said with a bitterness to her voice. “Aye consuegra we both now she did a lot more than just help with the divorce” Benita said with a smile. “ I have no idea what you are talking about consuegra” Angelica said. They stared at each other for a few seconds and then began to laugh. As everybody left for the evening Albert and Carmen were ready for a night of crying and feedings. The strange thing is that didn't happen the baby slept through the whole night at one point they got up to check if he was still alive. He was fine as a matter of fact he was fine in every way he rarely cried and always had a smile. As the months went by things only got better. At nine months Francisco was standing by himself. At thirteen months he was walking, and at 15 months he was learning how to go potty. He was indeed a special child. That was already talking simple words like mama, papa. Carmen and Albert were so proud. Then one day exactly nine months before Francisco 2nd birthday Carmen awoke with a pain in her uterus that was disturbing to say the least she took some pain pills and within a couple of minutes the pain was gone. Albert awoke to find that his wife had already gotten up and was feeding Francisco. “Hey take it easy, last night you went a little crazy I woke up with a pain down there.” Carmen scolded Albert. “I.. I ..am sorry babe but you know how horny I get when there's a storm the wind, thunder, and lightning do something to me”. He said. “ I know it was really bad last night you know I still don't how the windows opened I locked them myself.” Carmen baffled by the whole thing. “I hope the pain is nothing serious I couldn't forgive myself” Albert worried that he might have really caused some damage. “No I'm fine just more sore than usual I took some pills and I'm fine”
she said. “Hurry up you'll be late for work”. She said with a worried tone. He goes and gets ready and she continues to feed Francisco. The weeks pass by and the pain comes and goes like a dull ache she keeps this to herself, and decides to go to the doctor to see what could be wrong. The exam was nothing special the doctor sat and told her that he couldn't see anything physically wrong with her she had no bruising or tearing as a matter of fact everything was great down there. The doctor did have one more thing to tell Carmen “Mrs. Gonzales you're pregnant.”
 
Oh! The pain, the storm, the open windows that had been locked and last but not least, Rosario's prediction of the second birth. Mystery and intrigue following. Is this second child going to be the evil versus the good? Time will tell. I look forward to the next installment, bobeeboi, thanks.

Craiger
 
Part 3


It was eight months into this 2nd pregnancy. Eight months of pure hell thought Carmen unlike the perfect pregnancy she had with Francisco this one was filled constant emergency room visits, she almost lost the baby twice not to mention the constant pain that the doctors had no explanation for. The bleeding and the morning sickness that was so severe she thought that death would be a welcome relief, all these things she shared with her mother who did her best to help her. There was one thing Carmen kept to herself and that was at night she could swear that the baby tried to claw it's way out of her like some animal she of course hated herself for thinking such things. Albert wasn't much help as was the case with most Mexican American husbands they stayed out of the pregnancy and rearing of the children. Carmen a modern Mexican American woman wasn't having any of that. “Albert when we were dating you said to me that you were going to be a hands on husband and father.” she declared. “And so far you've been neither” she added. “I don't know what you want from me Carmen I work all day just so that you can stay here and look after Francisco and when I have free time I spend it with him. I'm not good at changing diapers, and we both know what happened when I tried to bathe him” he said upset that he was being grilled for something he felt he had no control over, but for the sake of his marriage and the fact that Carmen had given him such a beautiful and smart boy. “I will try harder and I'm sorry that I haven't been pulling my weight.” he said hoping that would shut her up. It did, she was satisfied. This pregnancy had made her feel so vulnerable, scared and alone she couldn't wait for it to be over. Benita came to her and told her they should go see Rosario after all she had been right about so many things. Carmen agreed only to shut her mother up who she knew would bother her until she gave in. Benita had other motives for visiting Rosario she never forgot the pale scared look that Rosario had when she mentioned the second child. She had to know what Rosario saw in her vision. Rosario Hernandez had no need for appointments she figured if people needed her help they could come anytime. She would do her best to help them, and if more than one would show up which did happen quite frequently she would take who ever came first or whoever she felt needed help quickly. The other person would have to wait their turn, and they always did. Her boy Sonny would help her by sometimes keeping customers entertained with stories of the neighborhood he would serve coffee, and pan de dulce to the waiting customers, but Sonny had met a wonderful man who unfortunately was seeing someone else. That is until Rosario found out about Sonnys' predicament and then not long after the man and Sonny moved in together. Rosario was very happy that her son had found love. Yes she never had a need for appointments until the events of this day, after this day you could never just show up she even hired an assistant. The doorbell rang and Rosario opens the door knowing that something was wrong she just couldn't put her finger on it until she saw Carmen and Benita. “Buenos Dias Rosario y como ha estado” Benita asked. Rosario shocked at seeing both of them mumbled she was doing fine. “May we come in?” asked Benita. “I've.. got uh a.. a lot work to do right now is not a good time.” she replied nervously. “Rosario por favor, todo lo que ha dicho has come true everything.” Benita pleaded.
“Look mom if she doesn't want to see us let's not force her” Carmen declared. “You saw something Rosario por favor I need to know” Benita begged. Rosario feeling guilty or maybe losing her mind opens the door and let's them in. “Gracias Rosario que Dios te bendiga” Benita said “It's to late for me to be forgiven”Rosario replied with a smile. She told them to please take a seat. Carmen asked where Sonny was. Rosario explained that Sonny had moved in with a friend. Carmen already knew everybody knew that Sonny was gay, but she was just being polite. “So Rosario por favor tell us what you saw that day” Benita asked. “ When I first discovered que yo era especial that I could foretell and that I could sometimes change the course of someones life. You remember Benita when you came with Angelica and asked me to do something que no era natural?” Benita looks at Rosario upset that she would mention that in front of Carmen. “Mama what does she mean unnatural?” Carmen asked. “We're are not here to bring up the past Rosario please tell me what you saw” Benita begged again. “OK what I saw was blood lots of blood, I saw suffering inflicted by the hands of that child you are carrying, I saw death but it is not his fault he has been pushed to this by someone close to him. I can't see by who that is all I saw” Rosario declared. Benita stunned unable to speak gets up and grabs Carmen “What, are we leaving now Mama? I don't believe this stupid superstitious bullshit I never have so she can say whatever she wants it's bullshit no offense” Carmen proclaimed. Carmen and her mother start to head for the door when Benita offers Rosario money and once again Rosario refuses. “Take care Benita” Rosario said as they walked out the door. Driving back Carmen asked her again why did she say she did something unnatural for you and Angelica. Benita dismissed it as the ranting and ravings of a woman going insane. Carmen not wanting to press the issue left it at that. The weeks passed and Franciscos' birthday was just one day away it was June 16, 1987 and the Gonzales family were preparing a great party for the following day. The doctor told Carmen that she wouldn't be due for at least a week. She was relieved she wanted to spend the whole day with Francisco. They all decided to turn in early since tomorrow was going to be a busy day for everyone. An hour had passed since everyone went to bed when a loud scream awoke everyone. It was Carmen her water had broken, she screamed in pain as Albert already prepared got the car ready and they zoomed to the hospital. She was examined and she was carried away to the delivery room the baby was coming now. The pain was unbearable not like Franciscos' birth. Albert followed his wife to the delivery room. Benita and the rest of the family sat around the waiting room for what seemed like hours until finally Albert walks out he's in shock. It's a boy he yells his brothers and sister all rush to congratulate him, Angelica stands back with Benita they look at each other. Benita goes up to Albert “How's Carmen” she asked. His face goes serious “Don't worry she had some complications his head was a bit bigger than usual and he tore her up she bled quite a bit they had to give her a transfusion, but doctors say she'll be fine.” Albert responds. “He does have a big head doctors say he'll grow into it oh and he's hairy I mean a full head of hair, hairy arms and a hairy back and something that freaked out some nurse his nails they are long and hard almost like claws they say they've never seen anything like it. There calling him Wolverine.” he said laughing. “What are you going to name” Frank his brother asked. “ I don't know I see a Max I think we're going to name him Max.” Benita looks at Angelica. Angelica walks up to her son. “So when was he born?” Midnight June 17, 1987 Albert answered.
 
Part 4
It was 3 weeks after the birth of Max, and Carmen was up feeding him again it was 2 AM she was still weak from the blood loss due to the birth. Max unlike his brother was a very fussy baby. He cried day and night. The Gonzales family had no idea what to do. Benita worried that the prophecy the old witch Rosario had spoken of would come true kept an eye on the boy. She knew something was not right with him. The family and friends loved Francisco so much he was such a lovely child there was no such thing as the terrible twos with this one oh no. He could already form sentences, count to 5. Albert and Carmen were so proud. Max cried insistently and had those nails that resembled claws, and unlike Francisco had a face only a mother could love. So as Carmen sat there feeding him the formula he had refused to suckle from her unlike Francisco. Francisco awoke came to his mother. “Mommy why he cry” he asked. She looked at Francisco and had no answer other than he was hungry. “He eat a lot” Francisco declared. Carmen looked at him smiled and told him to go to bed. He complied he always complied. As the years went by Francisco did indeed comply with all the things his parents asked of him. Max on the other hand had a mind of his own did things his way and often got punished for his actions. One day as he was coming home from school he hid in a bush because he heard the neighbors talking about him. “Personally I think he's the Devil I hate the way he stares at you.” Carla said. “I know what you mean he gives me the creeps and he's so ugly the older brother is such a beautiful boy.”
Max steps out of the bush scaring the two woman. Max turns to Carla “Carla did they ever find your cat?” he asked in a sarcastic tone. “No they did not” she replied with a tremor in her voice. “Shame maybe one day they will”. He said as he walked the rest of the way to his home. When he arrived his father reminded him that his birthday and Franciscos' was coming up in a few weeks. He was turning 9 Francisco was turning 11. His father also reminded him that he had to be nice to the friends and family that were coming over for the party that if he didn't behave he'd have no video games to play. Max agreed as he ran up the stairs to the room he shared with Francisco he threw his books on the floor ignoring the homework assignment that would cause him to have to go to summer school so he could pass the 3rd grade and went straight to playing video games. His mother walked by did you do your homework she asked. Yes he would reply Carmen not wanting to confront her child just went about her business. She felt guilt when it came to Max. She loves him after all he was her son, but she just didn't like him. The feeling was more than mutual Max didn't even really love her much less like her. You see six months ago Carmen fell under mysterious circumstances while standing on a small step ladder cleaning the ceiling fan. She broke her knee and had to wear a brace. One day Max was taunting Carmen about how stupid she looked with that cast on her leg. This made her so mad that she had enough and went after him to spank him as she was walking towards him he taunted her even more “Try to catch me if you can” he said. Just as she was about to grab him she fell and couldn't get up “Max help mommy go get help” she begged as she lied on the floor helpless. He looked at her and started to laugh. He laughed so hard he almost fell back. She stared at him for the first time with real fear in her eyes. He kept laughing as he went downstairs to get Albert. Albert came running up, but was relieved to see Francisco helping his poor mother up. What happened Albert asked. “He was making fun of me and I went after to him and fell” Carmen declared. Albert was so mad that he turned around and slapped Max across the face. It stung Max, but he figured sometimes you have to take a slap to the face to get some genuine entertainment. “Get out of my sight Max I don't want to see you for a long time.” Max walks away staring at his father in that way that could get under your skin. He goes to his room and locks the door. So since that day Carmen doesn't fear her son she doesn't like to cross him unless she has to. Max played his favorite game and ignored his brother Francisco walk into the room. Max did that a lot ignore Francisco. He hated him but didn't care enough about him to do anything yet. Francisco loved his little brother always defending him. He knew that Max had a good heart he just had always been treated bad by everyone including the family. The hours passed quickly and soon everyone was fast asleep. Everyone except Max he waited patiently until 3:33 AM for some reason he loved this time. He slowly got of bed put his slippers , his gloves and walked out to the tool shed where he grabbed the small shovel that his father had bought Francisco to teach him how to landscape. He went behind the shed where no one ever would go. He began to dig it wasn't long before he hit what he was looking for. He grabs the package. He walks slowly over to Carlas' house he lays the package on her front porch, and slowly walks backs home to go to sleep. The usual quite of the neighborhood is shattered by the screams of Carla. Carmen already awake and making breakfast rushed outside. The screams were so loud that even the boys woke up and ran outside to see what had happened. Carla upon seeing Max lunged at him Carmen held her back. “IT WAS HIM, I KNOW IT WAS HIM HE'S THE DEVIL CARMEN. HE KILLED MY BABY MY ONLY FRIEND HOW COULD YOU DO THAT YOU ANIMAL?” she yelled. Albert had walked out and heard her accusations. He walked over to a decayed carcass of a cat that had been covered in lime to control the odor of rotting flesh. He walks up to Carla. “Careful who you accuse of this if you have no proof besides my son wouldn't know anything about lime he's 9yrs old, and the carcass is covered in lime. “I know it was him and somehow one day I will prove it” Carla swore. Benita stood by the front door and stared at her grandson. She wasn't afraid of Max and he could sense it. Four months before Max was walking home from school. As he was passing Mr Velasquezs' house he noticed Mr Velasquez digging a hole in his back yard. He went up to the gate “Hello Mr V. what are you doing?” Roberto Velasquez was a kind and gentle soul that looked after stray cats he had no known enemies. “One of my cats died and I'm burying him” he told Max. “Do you need help Mr V.?” Max asked “Que? remember I can't hear good out of this ear.” Mr Velasquez declared. Max jumped the fence and went to the other side and asked again if the old man needed help. Mr. Velasquez instructed him to go the to the tool shed and bring a green box that had a white powder. Max decided to indulge the old man. He comes back with the box the dead cat lied in the hole that Mr. Velasquez had digged out. Mr. Velasquez takes the lime and generously covers the cat with it. “What does that do?”asked Max remembering to ask on the right side. “It covers up the stench so nobody will complain?”
 
Part 5

The day was June 10, 2003 the time 3:33 AM In seven days Francisco Gonzales would celebrate his 18th birthday and his brother Max would turn 16. Max sat on his bed with all the windows open staring off in that strange way of his. His parents had cleared out the attic the year before to give Francisco his own room. Leaving this bedroom all to Max, for that he was as happy as someone like him could be his brother who he had ignored much of his life was suddenly becoming a bore, and was glad to see him go even if it was just upstairs. The night was steamier than usual for June in South Texas. This time was always a time of reflection for Max. He was responsible for the death of 8 cats and 1 dog. The neighbors all blamed him but they could never prove it. They all deserved it he thought to himself. They all made fun of him or compared him to his perfect brother. He thought they deserved worse, but all in due time. He figured out that with a look he could make a person want to crawl out of their skin. He had an amazing ability to manipulate people into doing or seeing things his way. He knew that something was stirring in him something unspeakable something evil. His grandmother Benita knew it he sensed she did. She would have to go preferably in a most painful and delightful way. His paternal grandmother Angelica had died in a extremely suspicious manner just two years ago. She had gotten home from a walk in the mall like every other day. She read some of her mail and set the rest aside she walked to her kitchen for a glass of cool water. As she was walking back to the living room to take a seat on her sofa. She felt an extreme pain in her chest. She dropped the glass of water and it shattered all over the floor. Her knees buckled and she fell on the floor she knew she was having a stroke. Her life did indeed flash before her eyes. Just like everybody said . Angelica didn't like what she saw. She saw her and Benita make a deal with Rosario to kill her husband with a spell while he had sex with that whore. She saw many things that made her worry her soul would be damned. Then she saw something she was not expecting her grandson Max standing over her. “Max” she tried to say. He just looked at her and bent down to her ear and said “I'm not even here you pathetic old cunt.” he laughed maniacally as he stood up and walked into a closet in the living room. Her son Frank didn't find her until that evening after work. He had been staying with her for a couple of weeks while he was divorcing his wife. The family all went to the funeral. Albert was inconsolable his mother who meant the world to him was gone. Max faked an illness and didn't go he was indeed very good at the art of persuasion.
So as he sat in his room he wondered how the events of June 17 2003 would change the family he was of course hoping for the worse. So the big day had arrived and as was customary in the Gonzales home Carmen would make her boys their favorite breakfast. Francisco enjoyed a potato and egg mixture with some bacon that he would top with Benitas' famous ranchero sauce. Max preferred eggs Benedict which were incredibly difficult to make, but Carmen would try her best every year since his sixth birthday when he first asked for them. They all sat at the kitchen table it had been weeks since they had done that. Max dug into the eggs, this year they were better than last. He thought to himself when it came time to murder his mother he would do so quickly to avoid her any pain. He took a couple of more bites and then chuckled, knowing that he would skin the bitch while she still lived.
“Care to share what's so funny to the rest of the family” his father said “It was nothing something I watched last night on TV.” The hour had arrived and so did the guests Alberts' brothers Frank, Tomas, and his sister Maria. All three of Alberts' siblings were childless which was odd, but that only put more pressure on Albert for the family name to live on. Max knowing this, was reveling in the revelation that just about to happen. Francisco stood up in front of the family. “I'm so glad that I can have this chance to tell everyone at once something I have been wrestling with for a very long time” he said. Carmen worried in the tone of his voice asked. “What is it is everything OK?” He stared at everyone for a minute. “I love all of you very much, but I have to be honest with myself.....I'm gay. Albert got up the look in his eyes were that of a madman “NO, THERE IS NO WAY IN FUCKING HELL THAT MY SON IS A MARICON”
“Dad, I've known since I was a kid. I just never had the guts to tell any of you.”
“Do you listen to your son. How do you feel knowing that he's a hoto.”
Carmen looked at Francisco and then looked at Albert. “It makes no difference to me he's still my son”
“Well he's no son of mine. I want you out of this house tonight I can't stand the sight of you.”
“BASTA ALBERTO” Benita yelled at her son in law. “This is not your house at least not all of it. If Francisco wants to stay he can.”
“No abuelita I'm not going to stay I've met someone and he's waiting for me outside.”
“Go get the hell the out of here you were the perfect son better than this failure” he points to Max who just stands there with a smile on his face. “What happened to you? Who did this to you?”
“No one dad it's just the way it is”
“Get the hell out of here you fucking faggot, don't ever come back”
Francisco walked out of his home with nothing but a hundred dollars, and the clothes on his back.
Albert was devastated his hope of grandchildren carrying on the family name all rested on this abomination in front of him now. Max just stood there with that smile. “What the fuck are you smiling at?”
“Oh nothing I'm smiling at your hypocrisy”
“What the fuck do you mean”
“Dad do you remember Dean Gomez?”
“He was my room mate in college how do you know about him?”
“Tell me dad when he would slide it in your ass would it tighten your cheeks or were you a whore that opened up even more?”
“Wha.. the fuck...” He slaps the shit out of Max repeatedly his brothers pull him off of Max
Who runs out of the house thinking to himself that really hurt, but like he said before some times you have to take a little pain to enjoy some genuine entertainment.
 
Wow, bobeeboi, those last 3 parts were intense..... I just got back from a week away and caught up with the story. There is deep mystery and intrigue here and I like it. I look forward to more.

Craiger
 
Part 6


A few months had passed since the events of June 17, 2003. Max and his father did not speak and Carmen was desperate to hear from Francisco who had not spoken to anyone in the family since he walked out that night. Albert convinced Carmen that what Max said about Dean his old college room mate was just a lie to hurt him. She believed him. She couldn't contemplate the possibility that her husband, might have engaged in homosexual activity when he was young. Albert still couldn't figure out how Max found out about his past. Dean had died of a drug overdose, and he was the only other person that knew. Albert wanted to confront Max, but feared that would only validate Maxs' claims against him. So father and son did not speak for a few months more. Max finally went to his father and asked to be forgiven. Albert desperate to put the whole incident behind him, and to start grooming Max for carrying on the family name accepted his apology. To celebrate Albert decided to take the family out to dinner that evening. Benita declined her telenovela was reaching a climax and she couldn't miss it. So Albert, Carmen, and now the only son that Albert cared about went out to dinner. Benita sat on a chair in her bedroom watching the small 19 inch color TV that she had for years enjoying her telenovela she was hoping it would be over before the family would come back. She sat enthralled as the climax approached. When suddenly she felt a pain in her chest like she had never felt before. She knew she was having a heart attack she got up and fell to the floor she was fading fast. As she looked up she saw her grandson Max come out of her closet. He bent down to her. She felt so cold. He looked at her like a scientist looks at a experiment. He leaned close to her ear, and simultaneously spoke in English and Spanish. “You are dieing you twisted old bitch. You deserve to die a painful death, after what you and the other two cunts did you opened something that should never have been opened and now it's your turn to pay.” Benita could hear the family open the front door downstairs she knocked down the lamp on the end table hoping the noise would alert the family. It did Carmen came running up the stairs, as she did Max walked back into the closet. Carmen found her mother on the floor clutching her chest. She screamed and in came Albert and Max with a slight smile on his face. Benita pointed at Max and with her last breath uttered the word Diablo. Carmen went hysterical, Albert tried to use CPR to see if they could revive her. He instructed Max to run downstairs and call an ambulance. Which he did, but he stopped halfway down the staircase knowing full well that his grandmother was dead, and walked the rest of the way while whistling “That old Black Magic”. He gets to the phone and like an actor in a academy award winning role dials 911 he cries telling the operator to please hurry his grandmother something happened to his grandmother. He puts the phone down smiling he walks back upstairs where Albert frantically is trying to revive Benita, but to no avail. The ambulance arrives they try their best to bring her back, but she is gone. Carmen realizing this lets out a blood curdling scream. Her mother, her adviser, and her best friend were gone. The funeral came and went. Benita had few friends in life, and half of them had already died of natural causes. Carmen was hoping that Francisco would somehow find out about his grandmother and come to the funeral. He did find out a friend told him. Francisco had moved in with his boyfriend Todd Wilkins , and he had never been happier. Against Todds' wishes Francisco did indeed go to the burial. He stayed far enough away that no one could see him. No one except Max who had gone to get some gum in the car and came up behind Francisco. “You really ought to go down there after all you were her favorite.” he said. Making Francisco nearly jump out of his skin. “Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you.” Francisco looked at his brother now convinced that something was wrong with him. “Don't worry I won't tell that you're here.” Max said as he walked to the burial. He stopped turned around. “Oh be sure to say hi to Todd for me” he turned back around and kept walking to the burial. Francisco stared at his brother walking away and for the first time in his life felt real fear.
 
Diablo for sure! Max is reeking his revenge on everyone. Who will be next? Who will be able to stop the devil? The story gets deeper and darker as it goes along. Keep up the good work, bobeeboi.

Craiger
 
Part 7


Four years had passed since Benita had died. Max was now 20 and more powerful than even he thought possible. The things he could do were both startling and horrifying. He had changed his appearance subtlety at first gone were the claw like nails. His facial features were finer he was in essence becoming handsome. Carmen who was now afraid of her son did not question his change of appearance. She rarely if ever spoke to him. Albert oblivious to the changes was just happy to have a son to groom to carry on the family name. “We've had our problems before Max, but I feel that now things will get better between us.” Albert said. “You think so dad? Let's hope so” he said all the while wondering how he was going to kill his father. The Sunday morning was dry and cool. Albert thought to himself that this would be a good time to cut the yard. Max was leaving for a run. Carmen was going to a sale that had been advertised for weeks. So Albert felt this was perfect no distractions and he could use the exorcise. Max went off on his run. Carmen left, and Albert walked out to the shed. Max stood at the corner of the street stretching his legs for the run that would take him around for a few blocks. Carla who was outside fixing her rose bushes clutched her crucifix and prayed to God when she caught sight of him. She never was able to prove that he had killed her cat. He looked at her as she clutched that idol in her hand. “Carla, they are giving away free kittens down the street I saw a sign.” mocking her. She ignores him and walks inside her house. He smiles and begins his run. Albert was in the tool shed getting everything ready for working on the lawn. He turns the radio on and “Bela Lugosi's Is Dead” is playing which he considers very odd. So he changes the channel but he soon discovers every channel is playing “Bela Lugosi's Is Dead” so he turns it off , but then he can still hear it. Albert feels that he's losing his mind. Just then Max walks in. “Do you hear Max do you hear the song?”
“Oh yes I can.”
“Where is it coming from?” Albert asked.
“Dean loved this song didn't he Albert as a matter of fact he was all into the goth scene.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about Max”
“Oh Albert stop playing games you know he was your lover for 2 years in college. Did you know he really did love you, and how you repaid his love tsk tsk tsk.”
Albert frightened grabs the machete that was hanging on the wall of the shed. “I don't know how you know all of this, but he couldn't ruin my life I had to get married I had to carry the family name.”
Carmen had driven 3 blocks when she realized she had left her purse back at the house. She had so much on her mind. Her mothers death still weighed heavily on her. The fact that her beloved Francisco had not contacted the family even though she heard he was doing well and living with a man. She parks the car and goes inside. She looks all over but can't find her purse. She goes to the backyard where she hears Albert talking. She walks into the shed and standing before her is Albert with the machete in his hand. “Tell your son to back off Carmen” Albert said. “What are you talking about Albert there's no one here oh my God you're scaring me put the knife down.” She begs him. Max is enjoying the crisp clean air he can't help but smile throughout his run. He even waves at some of the neighbors the ones that don't know him wave back. “Max is standing right there Carmen..God turn that fucking song off” Albert said. “What song Albert please put the knife down Max went out for a run he's not here.”
Albert points at Max, but he's gone only to reappear behind him. Max whispers in his fathers' ear. “She can't see me” Albert tries to turn around, but he can't Max has taken control of him like some marionette puppet. Carmen horrified by what she is witnessing begs Albert once again to put the knife down. He puts the machete to his throat. “Tell her or I will slice your throat” Max commanded.
“Tell her what?”
“You know tell her everything or I will slice your neck, and when I say everything I mean everything Albert .” Albert tried to put the knife down, but he couldn't he was so scared that he urinated on himself. “Albert, really well now anything you have to tell her can't be as humiliating as that, Tell her now.” Carmen was scared by the events transpiring in front of her that she didn't even notice Albert had pissed himself. “One last time Albert tell her”Max said.
“OK OK In college I had a homosexual exper...” “No No No Albert the truth”Max presses the machete closer to Alberts' flesh. “I don't care what you did in college Albert please put the knife down.”
“No listen I have to tell you this I had a relationship for two years, you met him Dean Gomez.”
“The guy that overdosed on coke?”
“Yes, I loved him. I loved him very much, but he was going to ruin everything by telling my father and you the truth. I strung him along for a few weeks, until the night of the party you remember everyone was there it was going to be the party of the year.”
“The night he dropped dead in front of everyone of course I remember.” she said confused by what was going on.
“Well the coke he got that night was from me and it was pure I knew it would kill him since he wasn't an addict and just dabbled like everyone else was doing in those days.”
“Tell her the rest Albert” Max ordered.
“That's it there's nothing else I don't know what you want me to say.”
“Oh you know keep talking now”
“I hated myself for what I did to the only person I ever loved, and even worse I hated you I never loved you and when we would have sex it took all of my will not to throw up.”
Carmen looked devastated by the remarks just stood there in silence. “That's all you had to do Albert” Max said as he lifted Albert six inches off the ground moved him closer to Carmen then in a split second he slit his fathers throat blood shot out covering Carmen making her scream loudly. Max let go of his father. Albert fell onto Carmen which only made her scream out even more. Max walked out of the shed into the house and inside the living room closet. It had been a nice jog thought Max as he turned around and headed back home, waving at the neighbors as he ran by. As he got closer to his house he looked around to make sure no one saw him. He dials 911. “Oh my God please send an ambulance my father something happened to my father” after giving the address and begging them to hurry. He hangs up and walks to his house to the back and into the shed. Where he finds his father dead of a knife wound across the neck and his mother covered in his blood. She was speaking gibberish. She looked up and saw Max she grabbed the machete. “He floated and then he slit his throat how can someone float?”
“I have to call the police you have to put the knife down” Max said as he stepped out of the shed and went inside to get himself a cool drink. It wasn't to long after that the ambulance, the police and later detectives should up. “Like I told you detective Martinez I was finishing up my morning run as I approached my home I could hear my mother scream in the back yard. I ran to the shed , and I found her covered in blood holding our machete saying that my father was floating and slit his throat.” Just then officer Johnson walks in and asks to speak to detective Martinez. He walks with Johnson to another part of the house. “His story checks out I've got at least 10 people that swear that he was jogging” officer Johnson informs detective Martinez. The detective walks back to Max. “I'm afraid we're going to have take your mother down for some questioning and possibly a mental evaluation.”
“You're not saying you think my mother had something to do with this?” Max asked
“All I know son is that your father had his throat slit from ear to ear, your mother is covered in his blood holding the possible weapon, I'm sorry she's coming down to the station and if I find any evidence implicating her I'm placing her under arrest for murder.”
“Oh God how can all of this be happening” Max said as the police escorted Carmen to the car she pointed to the rose bushes “Albert put those there for me he knew how much I loved yellow roses”. Carmen said clearly in the middle of a breakdown. “Mom I'll be down there with a lawyer don't say anything until I get their with a lawyer.” As they all left Max walked into the living room sat on the sofa turned on the TV. “I'll be there but I'm not going to miss Family Guy.”
 
Max certainly is intent on destroying his family. Nothing seems to be stopping him. There must be someone or something that can stop the evilness. Francisco? Intense once more, bobeeboi.

Craiger
 
Final


Max Gonzales didn't have to work ever a day in his life. His maternal and paternal grandmothers who by the way he murdered. Left him and his brother Francisco a nice chunk of change and his father who he also murdered, but set up to make it look like his poor deranged mother had done it. Albert left everything to Max he stuck to his word and as far as he was concerned Francisco never existed. Francisco didn't want any of it not even his grandmothers money, but times were tough he had no choice but to accept the money. It had been 3 years since the murder of his father that's what they called it after his poor delusional mothers fingerprints were all over the weapon the angle of the cut was a perfect match to her height. Max made sure of that. Oh, and let's not forget she was covered in her husbands blood. The murder and subsequent trail made the local news, but nobody really gave a shit in a big city like San Antonio there were murders all the time. Max to entertain himself, and assure that his mother would get institutionalized would appear in front of her during the trail. “Mother how could you kill dad?” She sat there then stood up and yelled at no one “Max I swear I didn't kill your father”
Freaking everyone out in the court room. The judge reprimands Mrs. Gomez. “Counselor please control your client.” Her lawyer Mrs. Gomez who by some strange coincidence happens to be Dean Gomez's mother grabbed her arm and sat her back down. Yes it seems the lawyer that Max had procured for his mother was indeed the mother of the man that Albert murdered oh so many years ago. Why ? You ask yourself, for genuine entertainment which is what Max at his core was all about. Well that and about a hundred other things. “Carmen, Max is running late he'll be here in a minute” She said.
“No he's standing right in front of me I swear”
“Mother right before he slit his throat he told you about Dean Gomez. Guess who's mom your lawyer is?” Max said smiling. “You had a son named Dean?” Carmen asked her lawyer. “Why yes how did you know?”
“Don't tell her mommy she'll refuse to defend you, and then they'll give you the injection this is Texas after all, they kill the mentally challenged here.” Carmen had enough of her senses left to know that if she did say anything it wouldn't help her cause. “He and I went to the same college together I remember seeing you with him. I'm so sorry”she said “Are you OK Carmen?”
“Yes, I'm sorry I know my son isn't here”
“Oh but I am mother. So that gay confession from dad explained a lot I bet. You know the whole finger in his ass so he could cum”
Carmen stood up and yelled. “Don't talk about your father that way” which freaked everybody out again. Mrs Gomez once again grabs her by the arm and sits her back down. “Do you need something a Xanax anything” she said. “No I'm fine I promise” With that Carmens' fate was sealed she would be sent to the state hospital for the criminally insane for the remainder of her life or until the state deemed her worthy of release. Max wondered why Francisco never came to the trial. He would have to ask him when the special day came. Today he was dressed for a night out he was going to the Bonham Exchange a gay bar that was frequented by someone who he really wanted to talk to. He arrives pays the cover walks in. As he searches for his target, he's cruised by at least 10 men gone were the days when a nurse at the hospital he was born in said to her friends “That he was the ugliest baby she had ever seen?” shame what happened to that nurse. The 18 wheeler came out of nowhere they were picking up pieces of her for days afterward. Max looked around for a little while and then suddenly there he was Sonny Hernandez the old curanderas' son. He was in his late 40's and the years hadn't been kind. Max stands next to him staring down at the bodies dancing. They do this for a few minutes. Then Max asks Sonny if he would like to dance. Sonny almost died of shock it had been years since anyone had asked him to dance much less such a handsome young man. They danced and drank the whole night. Sonny feeling brave asked if they could have a night cap back at his place. Max of course agreed as a matter of fact he was just about to suggest it himself because if he had to spend another minute with this fat grotesque thing he would just kill him here. Sonny so excited that he was going to get laid by such a hot guy couldn't leave the club fast enough. They arrived at Sonny's house he lived alone he did alright for himself working as a janitor for a high school. Sonny was afraid that he had lost Max driving over here, but Max was right behind him. They walked into the house. Max excused himself and asked if he could use the bathroom. Sonny asked if he wouldn't mind joining him in the living room for the night cap. Max agreed as he walked to the bathroom he realized he had no idea where he was going. “Go down the hall all the way then turn left” Sonny yelled. Max thanked him. As he walked into the bathroom he was so relieved that it had a closet. Max takes a long piss all that drinking, while he's doing that Max comes out of the closet and fixes himself up in front of the mirror. He turns to Max pissing and reminds him that the special day was almost at hand. Pissing Max said I can't wait they both smile at each other. “Well let me go see good old Sonny” closet Max said “Damn we sure can piss” he said as he walked out the door. Max finished pissing and remembered there was a door in the kitchen he left the bathroom and walked out got back into his car and drove away. Closet Max walked into the living room where Sonny had served him a drink. Max grabs the drink and gulps it down. “Sammy” he said “No Sonny” he corrected him. Max smiled and said “Sorry Sonny it's the drink but I'm going to be very honest with you, because I hate games I want you to fuck me right here right now and I want you to fuck me hard. I went to my fortune teller and she told me that I would meet a handsome man that could fulfill me sexually are you man enough?” Sonny dropped his pants so fast that his semi erect dick flopped up to his stomach making a strange noise. “I guess so buddy” and with that Max dropped his pants spit into his hand and lubed up his asshole. “Well Sonny I'm waiting” he said as steadied himself against the wall arching his back exposing his ass to Sonny. Sonny not even thinking about condoms or safe sex comes up behind Max and shoves his dick in hard all the way to the balls. Max lets out a loud moan. Sonny just goes for it before long he's coming. Max begs him to cum inside him. Sonny didn't care anymore it was the best fuck he had ever had. Sonny slides it out Max grabs it. “Shit this is a sweet piece of meat I want it whenever I need it” Max declared. “Well just call I'll be here waiting” Sonny replied beaming. “No you misunderstand I want it now” Max yanks the cock right off. Sonny in shock screams in pain. Max throws him to the ground and straddles him. “This is because of that curandera cunt mother of yours she opened something she shouldn't have and now she will pay” Sonny looks at Max confused by the statement. Max raises his hand up to Sonny's head he points his index finger at Sonny and within two seconds his index fingernail grows to a razor sharp claw and slices Sonnys' throat. Max finishes the job by shoving the ripped cock into Sonnys' mouth he gets up and walks away into a closet. Max is finishing up his breakfast at the Charley's near Sonnys' house it was a long night and he was ready to call it an evening. Within two weeks the cops were knocking at his door Max answers in his boxers. “Yes detectives”he said. “Mr Gonzalez do you know a man named Sonny Hernandez ?” the detective asked. “Well I did meet a couple weeks ago a man named Sonny I didn't catch his last name”
“Well surveillance video from the night club shows you and he spent quite some time together, and then were seen leaving together”
“That's true we went back to his place he served me a drink, and then he served himself one. He became vulgar and I didn't want to be in his company anymore so I left.”
“He was found the next day by his mother his throat had been sliced and his penis had been removed and shoved down his throat.”
“Oh my God that poor woman seeing her son like that.”
“She's coping”
“Detective I hope you don't think I had anything to do with this”
“Should I?” he asked staring at Max waiting for any sign that would give him away. Nothing he wasn't giving anything up.
“Detective I believe I left at 2:30 in the morning”
“They think he was murdered between 3 and 4 in the morning.”
“After I left I went to the ATM machine that was at the convenience store near his house. I had run out of money and was hungry I noticed a Charley's and went in, and ordered the Texas breakfast. I stayed at the restaurant until 5 in the morning” He said sounding very convincing. “Well I wouldn't leave town Mr. Gonzales until we verify all that you told us”
“Yes detective I understand and please if you need anything let me know”
“I will” the detective replied. They said their goodbyes and walked out. Max sat down on his sofa and stared off in that strange way of his. He knew they would find video of him at the ATM and he knew they would find video of him at the restaurant. He of course was right and after a week was no longer considered a person of interest by the police. The special day had arrived and Max was excited that at last he was to fulfill his destiny. He dressed in casual wear got in the car and went to see his brother well to be precise his brothers' boyfriend Todd Wilkins. He arrives at Franciscos' and Todds' town house nice he thought to himself. He knocks and Todd answers “Yes can I help you”he asked
“Oh I'm sorry Todd is it I'm Francisco brother.” Todd knowing who he was tried to close the door, but Max with his power threw the door open knocking Todd back 7 feet onto the floor. “Why? Why? Does everybody always likes to do things the hard way.” Max said as he approaches Todd laying on the floor. He places his hand on Todds' forehead and Todd goes insane. He takes Todd by the arm and guides him to a room and locks the door. He goes into his brothers' kitchen and serves himself a drink. He then takes a seat, and waits for Francisco to arrive. Francisco pulls up to the town house not recognizing his brothers car walks into his house and finds Max sitting there in his living room enjoying a cool beverage. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE MAX” he bellowed “ Well is that anyway to greet your only brother”
“Where's Todd what have you done with Todd”
“Todd is in that room”
Francisco opens the door to the room and finds Todd naked, speaking gibberish, and rubbing his shit all over the walls. He runs to Todd who looks at him confused not remembering who he was. He walks out of the room.
“What the fuck did you do to him?”
“You're lucky I didn't kill him so shut the fuck up and listen to what I have to tell you and if you resist I will kill him.”
“Francisco I have killed everyone in our family except the uncles and aunt Maria oh I drove our mother insane I thought it would so much more entertaining than killing her and so far it has been.”
“Why didn't you kill the uncles and aunt Maria”
“Good question strange that after all I confessed that's what you would ask me. Honestly, it's like why kill every bug just because you can. That's really the best answer I can give you.”
“Why are you telling me all of this?”
“Ah now that question makes sense, I'm here to kill you Francisco it is my destiny.”
Max raises his hands and his nails turn into sharp claws right before Franciscos' eyes. He lunges at Francisco. Who quickly moves out of the way, and stabs Max in the back repeatedly with the knife he had hidden on him. Max falls on the floor landing on his back his claws retract and he looks at his brother.
“Thank you Francisco for what you've done you will live a peaceful life”
“Why Max I loved you your my brother?” Francisco asked. Max smiled and drew his last breath.
A week had passed. Todd was institutionalized and Francisco sat alone in his home and couldn't figure out why. The phone rang he goes to answer. “Did you carry the knife like I asked you?” an elderly female voice asks. “Yes who are you?”
“An old friend of your grandmother Benita, take care young man.” Rosario said as she hung up the phone. She still lived in the same old house only now she took in less customers. She was still spry for some one her age but she feared that age would finally catch up with her. She was just glad that she was able to help Francisco. The day had been long and she was ready for sleep. She did all her night rituals and lied on her bed. As she was just about to doze off “Witchcraft” by Frank Sinatra starts to play she sits up wondering where could it be coming from, suddenly the door to her bedroom closet opens and out comes Max. “Tu estas muerto” she shields her eyes not believing what she is seeing.
Max speaks to her in both Spanish and English simultaneously.
“You stupid old cunt did you really think I didn't know you called him to carry the knife, all this happened because you and those other two bitches opened a door to kill my grandfather for sleeping with that other woman a door that should never be opened.” Rosario, horrified by what was going on tried to run away, but she couldn't. Max continues to speak to her in both Spanish and English. “ I killed your son of all the deaths his was the most enjoyable to watch.” He said as we waved his hand and the flesh from her body was removed instantly. As she dies she hears him say You still don't understand by dying I have become the boogeyman hiding in closets for bad little children soy el cucuy...


THE END.
 
I just want to say thank you very much craiger for the nice comments and sorry for the grammatical errors. I am trying to improve writing has somehow become therapy for me I hope you enjoyed this story there will be others I hope
 
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