The mysterious new girl

Flash Backs Part 2

-Continues where the last chapter left off-

All the blood that was once in my cheeks had drained away, leaving me with a petrified pale expression. My voice seemed to be lost. Suddenly, I heard a blood curdling scream. I couldn't pinpoint where it was before I realized that I was the one screaming. What I found in that alley would haunt me for the rest of my life.

In the alley were the bloodied bodies of my mother and father. 

As I continued to scream, hoping someone would help, staring at the lifeless forms of my parents, something wet hit my cheeks. A neighbor seemed to have heard my screaming and came to check what happened. I recognized the woman to be Ms. Bayley, the woman who lived in the floor under me in the apartment building. She took one look at the bodies and instantly pulled me towards her. My shaky knees finally gave out. I collapsed into her arms, sobbing. My salty wet tears staining her pale pink night gown. She had called 911 and kept me with her. 

Once the police got to the scene, they took me into custody. I was to shaken and scared to answer their questions so they gave me time to calm down. Of course, it had been a long time. I couldn't just calm down, my parents were dead. The police had called my aunt on my fathers side, Clarise Matheus. She came to the station and the police had told her everything. 

She had been a sobbing mess for the next ten minutes. She was still very sad but she knew deep in her heart that she had to be strong and care for me. My tears had dried out long before she had gotten to the station but my eyes no longer contained their signature sparkle. My aunt walked over to me and pulled me into her chest. I was so numb that I didn't even bother to hug her back. The police agreed to let me sleep at my aunts house for the night to calm down so they could interrogate me the next day. 

-Time skip to aunt C's house-

It was 4:18am by the time we arrived at my aunts house. Nether of us had said a word during the car ride. Aunt C had silently lead me to the guest room and tucked me into the bed. I tried so hard but I just couldn't sleep. I got up to get a glass of water from the kitchen. My mind had been blank and my expression numb for the past three hours. A horrid image popped into my head. The scenery of the dark alley and the blood pooling around the bodies of my loved ones. I accidentally dropped my glass, allowing it to shatter from the collision with the hard wood floor. I fell to my knees, screaming at the fresh memory that was now burned into my mind.

My aunt had woken at the noise and came running. She stopped when she saw the glass and carefully tip toed her way towards me. She pulled me close and this time I clung to her, wrinkling her shirt in the process. I thought I couldn't cry anymore but fresh tears stained my cheeks as I continued to scream. Aunt C rubbed my back, doing everything she could to calm me down.

Eventually, I had stopped screaming and all the exhaustion from the terrible day had just hit me like a truck. The last thing I remember was my aunt trying to comfort me and mumbling incoherent words before everything went black. 

The next morning, I woke up to what smelled like bacon? I don't remember much of what happened the night before but I knew I didn't want to either. I some how ended up back in my bed. I got up and dragged myself to the kitchen where the smell of fried meat came from. I looked up to the stove to see aunt C with a spatula in her right hand and a frying pan in her left. 

"Hey, how are you kiddo?" aunt C questioned, giving me a pained look.

"Hungry" I responded with the only word that came to mind before snatching a strip of bacon from the plate. Neither of us wanted to talk so we continued eating in silence. 

Rather than going to school that day, I spent my time at the police station with my aunt, trying my hardest not to cry. I felt so dull as the officers continued to question my aunt and I about the incident. 

-Time Skip-

My aunt had to talk to child services about where I would live so she dropped me off at her house. I shut myself in the guest room, not wanting to do anything. I curled into a ball underneath the sheets of the bed and cried for what seemed like hours until I eventually fell asleep. Dried tears stained my cheeks as I succumbed to the darkness of the room.

-End of Flash Back-

I woke up to see those awful bright fluorescent lights that I knew all too well. As I looked down, I noticed that I was in a blue hospital gown and my butt was numb from the dreadful hospital beds. Someone had been sleeping next to me, clasping my hand as though I would slip from their fingers at any moment. It was my aunt. I stared at her for a couple seconds before moving my gaze towards the window. It was dark outside and the clock read 5:30am. I felt drained so I closed my eyes once again and fell into a deep slumber.