Into The Devildom

Jess' Intro

Blood warning!!

The lights are blinding and feel like they are stabbing my eyes. The sound of scraping metal is torture on my ears, as are the screams. My vision flickers in and out of focus as I am tossed around, limbs flailing about. My heart is thumping so hard it feels as if it is about to leave my chest. The car skids to a halt against a tree, knocking the wind out of me. My hands scramble at the belt holding me into my seat, my body half dangling. By some miracle, I manage to unclick myself and my body slams into the door. I cry out in pain, my body is battered, cut, and bruised. "Mum! Dad!" I cry out as I pull myself towards the front of the car. My parents are slumped and unmoving in their seats. The distance seems to grow and stretch as I crawl along. I start to crawl faster and faster, glass and metal cutting into my skin, but I can't get closer. Time seems to freeze as I desperately try to reach my parents. Blood is running in streams down my body as I scream "MUM! DAD!". My mother's face tilts forward, and I see the vacant death glaze on her face and start to screech.

I bolt upright in bed, clutching my chest as my body heaves with the effort of my breathing. I feel drips of water on my hands and realize I am crying. I swipe angrily at my face. I pull my knees up to my chest and hug them while sighing.

'Why am I dreaming about that night again?' I think to myself as I squish my cheek into my knees. Slowly, my body returns to normal, and I feel like I can breath again. I glance at the clock and groan. 'Its only 5.30, my alarm isn't for another hour!' I grumble in my head, as I throw the blankets off and stomp around my little flat to get ready for the day. I trudge into the bathroom and look in the mirror. My waist length brown hair looks like a birds nest from the tossing and turning I did last night in my sleep, the blue under dye peaking out from under all the mess. My dark blue eyes stare back at me dully as I try to untangle the mess of my hair, careful not to catch the brush on my ear piercings again, cause that hurts. Once I look somewhat human again, I get breakfast and laze around until I have to head out for walk.

I breeze through the doors 15 minutes early at the gas station I work at. I wave to my co-workers as I punch in the codes to get in the back. The day drags on as I serve people at the counter, clean and make the occasional coffee. I have a few laughs with my co-workers just as I leave to start my walk home. My smile quickly fades as I drag myself home. I do my daily mailbox check which has the thrilling usual gifts of bills, bills and more bills. I groan as I grab the bane of my existence out of the tiny cubby and head to my flat.

I throw myself onto my shabby worn-down couch and throw the mail on the coffee table. I pull my phone out of my pocket and sync it up to the stereo to blast some music. I flop back on the couch and cover my face with my arms, groaning. 'Are we really just gonna laze around again Jess? Waste another day of your life' my brain attacks me, again. I turn up the music to try and drown myself out. When that doesn't work, I get up and immediately stub my toe on the coffee table, sending the mail flying. "Ah fucken shitballs! OW!" I yell as I jump up and down on my foot, clutching my sore toe. I nearly fall over as I hop around like an idiot. I limp over to the kitchen and mumble as I whip up some pasta for dinner. A jam of a song plays over the stereo, and I start to sway to the music. Next moment I'm singing and shaking my hips like I'm at a concert. I finish making dinner and sashay my way back to the couch. I notice the mail spilled on the floor and just shrug as I flop down and switch the tv on while pausing the music on my phone and chowing back my pasta.

I clean up after dinner and head back to the couch to binge watch something when I notice a red and black envelope amongst the white bills on the floor. I cock an eyebrow and bend down to pick it up. Its thick between my fingers and has an almost velvety feel to it, my name in bold, gold letters on the front. I peel the envelope open pull out the stiff paper inside and read: