"I feel like it was a little personal, it's not like I would have even said anything. Am I going to tell my baby brother, oh yeah that'll give him nightmares." Alois scoffed as he got off of the table, wincing a bit. "I saw a dead angel, I guess God is real! Oh, what killed it? A demon, Lucifer must be real as well! Be good little Jay or you might see mommy down there." He snorted at the last part and started to full on laughing. It was hard for him to catch his breath as he leaned against the table, trying to stop himself. Oh, he must have seemed insane. Finally, it died down and he started to gasp for air, he rubbed away a few tears and straightened himself up.<br/><br/>"Let me tell you something, you won't tell the police." He started, wetting his lips. This is most likely the only time he would ever be able to say this to a person and have nothing happen to him. Having something built up for so long without anyone knowing, and the one person who did refuse to speak of it. "My mom killed my little sister, she didn't want a girl, a little whore is how she put it. I helped her, I had to or she'd kill me too." He didn't believe in hell and heaven, but he kind of had to at this point as proof was standing in front of him. "I pushed her down the basement stairs and she hit her head in the wrong way, or... the right way for us. She was dead instantly, and it was easy to say she just... slipped." It didn't bother him as much as it did the first few years after it happened. It was just a thing that happened, and he forced himself to think of it as she did just slip on the stairs.<br/><br/>"Then she got pregnant and I got that sick little urge to kill her in case it was a girl," He grabbed the cup and took a bigger sip as his mouth suddenly felt too dry. "I obviously didn't that's how Jay was born." He sighed, rubbing his temples as he was starting to feel a dull throb. "Maybe that's why our house burned down. Why she died, why I got burned, and why Jay was perfectly fine." Punishment of some kind, which wasn't something he ever thought of until now. He didn't believe in God or any of that bullshit that other people did. Things happened for no reason... because they were careless with something.<br/><br/>"Anyways, there, now you know a secret of mine." Alois sighed heavily, walking over to the pot and jumped onto the counter and sat there. He wanted the demon to look at him, wondering if he was judging him for what he had done. "I'm not much worse than you," He murmured weakly, looking at the cooking food.