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The Last We   See Of This House
                          
James Pov
                          
"WHERES THE FLAME THROWERS WHEN YOU NEED IT" yelled Axel as we all remained as still as possible. 
                          
At least to not try and provoke the spider to attack us again.  "This is a first for me" I then say casually "the last time I saw a spider was in my bathroom". "Was it the size of  our feet" Jason then asked me. I shook my head before answering him again. "No it was more of a daddy long legs" I then say. Just then we hear loud running down the hall heading towards my room. 
                          
"DONT WORRY GUYS" we hear Huxley then yell as he appeared in my door way "I GOT THE RAID". He took out a bug killer spray and fired at will towards the spider. The spray hit the spider and it started sprinting away from it. But then seconds later, the spider then succumbed to its fate as it slowed down and curled into a death ball. We all sighed as Huxley then grabbed the slipper on the floor and double tapped it to make sure it was dead.
                          
"Oh my god" Jaxon exclaimed "thanks papa". "No problem son" Huxley then said, before we all sigh in relief. We all got down from our high ground and inspected the spider. "Did any of you guys get bit" I then asked, all of them nodded no. "Thank god" I then exclaimed "that's a huntsman spider, their bites can be a pain in the ass and sometimes make you sick". "How do you know that" Elias then asked. "Personal encounter" I then said, making all of them looked am me in horror. "How painful was it" Axel then asked.
                          
 "Well I woke up to a huge bite wound on my thigh" I then told them "but of course dad said it was my fault and left me with it for punishment for letting a spider bite me in my sleep".
                          
"What kind of fucking punishment is that" Huxley then exclaimed "who punishes someone for letting a spider bite them, I mean come on you were sleeping". I shrugged as we then searched the room for more abominations in my room. When we all concluded that were no more spiders or other creatures hiding in the room. "Is the spider still here" we all hear Kurt's voice and turn around. He was peaking his head around the door frame with hands on them. "Yes babe" Huxley then proudly said "the spider has been exterminated". Kurt then came out from the doorway and went and kissed his husband. We all then went back to planning what should go and what should go be trashed. 
                          
I knew exactly what I should keep at first. I went to my bed and opened a secret compartment and start to tear up immediately. I pulled out a small wooden chest as the others noticed my tears and sat down surround me. "What's wrong James" they all said at the same time in a worried tone. I opened the box and  reveled what was inside. "My father wasn't always the way he is" I then began to tell the story of the past. I held up the first item inside, showing them all the happy and how good my life was. It was a picture of when my mother was alive, and my dad smiling and both of them holding me when I was just a baby. 
                          
"When my mother was alive" I then started "my dad was a loving person to both me and her. For all of my seventeen years of my life it seemed to be going smooth for me. Until of course, my mother died. That's when things went down hill from there on. She died from a rare uncurbable deadly infection that spreaded through out her body. That was when my father changed, it started off with him locking himself in his room twenty four seven. I would always hear him cry, break things, and yell. After the funeral it gotten worst, he'd started drinking a lot. Sometimes I would even smell the drugs off of him. And that's when he started to take his anger off of me. He would hit me, throw me around, push me to the floor, and many other things that I cant even tell you how he hurt me. I managed to get some things from her before my father managed to destroy them".
                          
I then showed them all the rest of the contents inside the box. In the box were pictures of my mother, her favorite necklace, and a glass heart I got her for valentines day a couple of years ago. I broke down into tears once I saw the heart. "Oh mom" I then said through sobs "I'm so sorry mom". The others then group hugged me, hoping that it would make me better. "Babe stop your crying" Axel then pleaded "your crying is making us cry". We all just sat there crying before we all got up and started to park more stuff I wanted to keep.