Psycho Killers (luke brooks fanfic)

Chapter 1; Institution.

*Summa POV*

*flashback to 3 years ago*

I had just walked in the door of my house. Surprisingly it wasnt locked and It was left open a slight bit.

It was probably my smaller brother Adam who had forgotten to shut it.

'Hey it's Summa not a murderer aha' I said as I hung my bag up on the cloak hook.

'Dad? Mum?' I said as I took my shoes off.

'Adam? You wanna pla-' I said as I walked into the front room.

There they where. Laying there with no limbs.

Dead.

'MUM' I screamed as I fell down beside her.

I kissed the top of her head.

"WHAT HAPPENED' I said as I walked over to my lifeless father.

I walked over to brother.

'Adam, baby' I said as I stroked his hair.

I walked into the kitchen to phone 911.

A pair of hands slip over my mouth.

'The police are on their way. I called them for you. Here, take this from me' The mysterious man handed me a blood stained axe.

I could only see his eyes and lips.

He had piercing brown eyes and black metal lip ring.

He disappeared just as the police made their way into our house.

'Put the axe down or I will shoot you' A male police officer said whilst holding a gun to my chest.

I put the axe down on the kitchen counter and a female police put my hands behind my back and put them in hand cuffs.

They led me outside where the whole neighbourhood was.

I stepped outside and everyone gasped and murmured.

The police officers escorted me into the police van.

This was the end of teenage life.

I was only 13...

*end of flashback*

'Summa, get up' The nurse screamed to me.

'I'm fucking getting up' I scream back at her

'language Summa'

'Yeah yeah I know'

I pulled my sheets off my bed.

I walked over to my sink and looked in the mirror.

In front of me was a pale, lifeless teenager. Not what I used to be like.

Today marked 3 years of me being locked up in MMI. The Melbourne Mental Institute.

I fucking hate it.

I was put on trial for the murder of my family.

Obviously I didn't do it.

No one believed me.

They told me I had to go to the MMI so they could sort me out before my trial.

It's been 3 fucking years.

Being here has turned me mental. I think in a different mind set.

It didn't bother me though.

...

'Miss Hazel, please take a seat' My counsellor Mr Honey spoke.

I pulled the chair out violently and plonked myself down on it.

'Speak up then' I say as I impatiently wait

'So you have been in here for 3 years correct' Honey asked politely

'Yeah. Is it finally time to show I am innocent?' I shout as I let my anger out.

'You have a trail in Magistrates Court in 2 weeks. If proven Guilty, you stay here. If proven innocent which is highly unlikely, you will be free to go.' And with that Mr Honey took off leaving me alone with a guard.

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Hey! Thanks for reading my first chapter of pysco killers!

I have high hopes for this book, i'm sorry if the flashback was a bit grim..

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