(2) The Most Horrible Sight

"Sir, with all your respect, can't you just kick her out? I can kill her for you, put her 6 foot below us right now. I can even make it look like it's an accident and-"

"She is my grand daughter, Adam. Try talking about her like that again then you will be 6 foot down."

Silence followed the argument, thus the signal for me to open my eyes. I immediately closed it back when white light covered my sight. Memories started rushing back to me, which made me want to open my eyes immediately.

As I blink rapidly, eveything started to become clearer amd clearer; which eventually focused on my grandfather's warm smile and the monster's grim look.

What a horrible sight to see.

"You." I whispered, coughing a little at my dry throat, "You pedophile!"

Both of their eyes widened and Adam growled at me, "He's your grandfather.-"

I cut in, "-And you're no dog.-"

But he continued. "-His name is Franco Sanders."

I tested out his name, "Franco." Frank-o. Fran-co. Fra-nc-o, Francooo. What a foreign name f