Some Kind of Cu*t: A novella of extreme horror by Shaw Matt

Author:Shaw, Matt [Shaw, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Published: 2014-12-28T16:00:00+00:00

Present Day:

My Favourite Time

“My mother kicked me out when I was seventeen and I didn’t have anywhere to go. I ended up drifting from place to place. Sometimes I spent the night on friends’ sofas and other nights I slept out in the cold. Then I heard about this small community of people in a similar position to myself, I thought I’d look into it. When I arrived to the halfway house, I couldn’t believe the community was as big as I had heard; supposedly many, many family members. The halfway house was tiny with only a couple of bedrooms yet I’d heard there were over twenty people living together, each looking after themselves with everything overseen by one individual who appeared to be one man who I initially thought was Father,” she turned to me and smiled. I nodded. “I was in the halfway house for a couple of days only before I was given the chance to prove myself. I remember thinking it was a joke at first. I just thought Father was being weird; he had a quirky sense of humour. When I found out he was serious - when I saw what was expected - I didn’t hesitate. Here was a family offering me what my so-called real family couldn’t. I wasn’t about to lose that. I didn’t hesitate. I did what was asked and the next day I was moved into this house and I saw the full-scale of the family and met you lovely people; each one of you more welcoming than anyone I’d ever had in my life before. So - I know I’ve said this before but - I would like to thank you all for being you. I would like to thank you all for being my family.” She raised her glass in the air. I looked around the room as others raised their glasses too. A few voices muttered ‘cheers’ before each and every person - myself included - took a sip from their drink; wine poured from bottles of plain water to give the impression that I too could turn water into wine.

Dinner was my favourite part of the day. We’d all sit together in the main dining room, around a series of large tables laid out in an even square with each and every person facing another member of the family. In this house we do not have a head of the table. Each person at the dinner table is equal to the brother and sister sitting with them. We would recount stories of how we got here and where we came from. We would say what we were grateful for. There was no negativity allowed. The girl - a lady in her twenties who’d been with me for over a year - sat down as the group applauded her. One of her brothers - sitting next to her - gave her a friendly congratulatory pat on her back before leaning in and kissing her on the cheek. I smiled.

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