Little voices : Part 2

“Bianca” the voice called out “Stop, mother said keep it down”.

Not being able to play her music as loud as she normally would to block it out, she stares at the Vinyl records and pretend to hear them, but it doesn’t work.

“Mother is a liar”

”Stop”

”Mother is a snake”

“Stop, please”

She sits in a corner of the room rocking herself.

Flashbacks begin to play in her head, flashbacks that are not her own.

A cry fills the halls of the house bouncing from room to room.

“Hello beautiful, don’t cry, Bianca shall be your name, a pure soul like yours, your name shall define you Anima Bianca.”

Bianca meaning white in Italian, a color you picture on Angel robes and something Holy but what came next was nothing of the sort but the complete opposite.

Doors began to open and shut, windows slamming, shattering the glass and stomping throughout the house, something familiar to Bianca.

The Midwife begins to scream “Diavolo! Anima Nera” she then grabs a scalpel and butchers the mother on the bed and slits the throat of the Doctor delivering the baby.

Bianca knowing by now she is looking through the eyes of her father she is screaming in his head “Nooooo” as she witnesses the murder of her true mother and the doctor that had delivered her, the father screams as well, while grabbing his head, frozen in place, shocked of what is happening.

The Midwife then begins to cry as she stares at the baby in the bed who had exited the womb and knowing she couldn’t bring herself to harming the child, she drops the scalpel.

Anima Nera, she says again..which meant black soul in Italian, then grabs the baby and hands him over to the father.

“Anima Nera shall be your name”

The house goes quiet the doors and windows stopped slamming, the stomping silenced and all you can hear was the blood dripping from the blankets where her mother laid dead, against the pool of blood on the floor.

She looks at the midwife realizing she is the one she calls mother for the past 18 years of her life, and then she stares at herself through the eyes of her father and then her sister.

She then finds herself back in her room, no longer rocking herself but smiling to herself…

“Anima Nera?”

She asks sitting across a girl that looks just like her.

Meanwhile Mother and the Guest

“How is she?”

“She is perfectly healthy but still will not say a word”

“Well she did kill her father at 5, that would damage any kid”

“I Thought it was suicide?”

“She made him take his life, just like she made me kill her mother and doctor, she’s evil, her father was never the same since that night”

“Yes, i know, I’ve hid her for 16 years at 18 I’m not sure I can keep hiding her”

“In a church with your beliefs is the best place for her…”

“where is she now”

“Waiting in the car, I thought it would be time to come clean and tell her about her sister, I’m too old and my brother would have took his life long ago if it wasn’t for you, so thanks to you he continued to live after the death of his wife…I’m sure she would understand that you been protecting her all this time”

“so glad, I called you that day”

Back in Bianca’s Room

“It was always you Bianca you killed Mother the Doctor and you would have killed me, if father wouldn’t had stopped you, he had our gift as well”

“No...it can’t be”

“That’s why I showed you what happened only father and you could see what happened...it wasn’t father’s eyes you saw through but your own, your jealousy, you would not share father with me or mom”

“I don’t believe you”

“That lying lady you call mother blamed me because of you...you put those thoughts in her head...you fed her those lies and father believed it..after 2 years of hating me he finally gave me to his brother the priest…telling him to cure my black soul and told you I died…”

“why are you doing this...why?...I don’t believe it”

Once again she finds herself in a flashback

She watches her Father as he sits in his office in tears and watches as her younger self walks in.

“Daddy why are you crying”

“Sorry Bianca.. just missing your mommy and sister, I’m so sorry they are not here with us to watch you grow, I was to weak and cursed her with something you will never understand”

“Daddy.....you got me”

“sorry”

“Yes daddy...I’m sorry too”

As she forces him to put the gun to his head

He makes no attempt at stopping her because at that point he realized, Bianca was the Anima Nera.

“Sorry daddy, I should have been enough”

Back at the room

“you made yourself forget Bianca, but I won’t let you and that’s why I have always visited you, slam your doors stomp your floors, flicker your lights but I’m done playing games, time to pay, for mom....for dad”

“No...no...no…”

“PULL THE TRIGGER!!!”

A loud bang is heard echoing around the house and the room door swings open and the Priest and Mother stare into the room with Bianca laying on the floor with a bullet to the head and a gun in her hand.

“Anima Nera!”

“Hello,....Mother.”