I'm laying down on my bed,thinking
Its been a month since Caroline left for England.Never realized how much of an impact it would have on me.Since she left I've gotten worse moods and grades,I've even gotten into fights in school.About half the class is at home cause of injuries I've given them.
I do keep in contact with Carol though,just not seeing her drives me crazy.I don't tell what's going on though,all she knows is that everything is going well,I don't want to worry her.
I don't really smile that much either,I can't even fake one, I'm either sad or angry.
A kid at school said,"sad that your girlfriend isn't here?"From what I heard he's still in a comma ,somehow mom convinced his parents to not press charges.
After an hour of trying to sleep,all I could clear were the sounds of my mom getting beaten.At that point I was angry,tired of doing nothing.I got up and went to their room.It hurt me to see how bloody my moms face was,she had a look as if saying don't do it.
"Stop hurting her you shitty excuse for a father!"
In a blink of an eye he was standing right in front of me and punched me in the gut.Once I was on the floor he started kicking me.As a reflex I grabbed his leg and snapped it like a stick.
But instead of screaming in pain,he started to laugh hysterically"so you're finally stepping up to you're old man eh?"he said popping his leg back into place.He closed his eyes for a quick 2 seconds,when he opened them again his they were golden.I looked at my mom and her eyes were red,not with tears,the irises were red,just like in my reflection after my dream.After looking at their eyes,I felt like I was burning.I had my eyes closed,trying to calm myself down,I also felt a small sting coming from the tip of my fingers.I opened my eyes and everything was on fire,I looked at my hand and long blade-like claws were sticking out of my fingers.
All I could feel was anger,and I let it control me.The power I had was so strong I felt as if it was a dream.Once I regained consciousness of myself,my hand was going straight through my dads gut.I slowly pulled my hand out of his stomach and he fell to the ground.The blades retracted back into my fingers,my hand covered in blood.
I started to smell something,is that.....gas?
I quickly ran in to my room,I grabbed a small bag that had the picture and the necklace carol gave me.I ran back to my mom,trying to get her up.
"Go"she kept saying weakly
"I'm not leaving my mother here"
She sighed then gave me a kiss on the cheek and with amazing strength she pushed me out the window.She pushed me so far that I was almost across the street.I got up and tried to run back in but I was too late.The fire reacted to the gas and the whole house exploded.After a minute of trying to process what happened it started to rain.A little while later I heard sirens in the distance,and I started to run away from the ashes of the building I onced called home.
After I was far enough I feel on my knees straight into a puddle.I looked at my reflection.
My eyes were Red.
