*3 weeks later*

Lewis sighed as he laid on the ground, he had no longer wanted to be here, he was stressed and depressed... he knew it.... He remembered that the bottles that Michael had left in the basement had made him forget everything.... But, it didn't last... he wanted a permanent solution... WANTED.... BEGGED... every day for someone to find him....

But... at least he had... HER.... he sighed and cuddled on the floor, humming the comfort song, whimpering, Neil had beaten him and even once broke his arms, William's beatings were WAY worse though... so he wasn't going to complain....

Neil entered the basement, holding something behind his back and looked up at William "D-D-Do I h-ha-have to?" He asked as he started crying "Go on... This is your punishment sl*t...." He growled, Neil sniffled and walked over to Lewis, then got the thing from behind his back, a circular saw in his hands, turning it on a it made a 'rrrrrrrrr' sound.

Neil then held Lewis down by his throat "I'm so sorry..." He said, tears falling, then reached the saw to his arm, Lewis gasped and screamed at the VERY top of his lungs as the saw cut through his skin, making his skin red as the saw continued and smashed in to his bone, Neil was trying not to look at the bloody scene, but his father forced his head to stare at Lewis.

Neil was sobbing, seeing how much pain was in his eyes, Neil took the saw the Lewis's neck and cut through it, damaging his vocal chords, he kept screaming that he was sorry, Lewis's arms and legs shook until suddenly.... he stopped moving.... he didn't breathe anymore....

Neil dropped the saw as he turned it off, gasping and sobbing, clutching Lewis's body close to him, his tears falling on to the bloody boy's green shirt, his head hurt, his tears BURNED, looking to his father, all he saw in those eyes.... wasn't the usual sadness..... it was.... not joy...... it was.... emptiness.... NOTHING.... NOTHING showed in his eyes.....