His Blossom (AMBW)

Nightmares

I walked down the dim hallway. Walking slowly to the door. I was so intrigued by it. I wanted to see what was on the other side. I slowly twisted the door and pushed it open. Jefferson's park. My dad stood there, staring at me with a smile on his face.

"Dad?" I asked. "What are you doing here?"

I tried to step through the door, but I couldn't. Why can't I step through the door? I just want to get to him.

"Dad. Dad let me through." He started to laugh... evilly. "What's so funny?" He ignored me, continuing to laugh. "Dad, what is so funny?" I almost yelled.

"You wanna know what's funny?" he asked in a powerful strong voice. Next thing I knew, three bullet holes were in his body. One in his chest. One in his stomach. One in his neck. Deep red liquid was gushing out of the wounds and all over his shirt and neck, even dripping onto his pants. "This is funny. You did this to me Dria."

I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks. "No- No dad- I - I didn't do that. I would never."

"Then who the fuck did?!" he yelled, causing me to jump. "You wanted to go here. You couldn't have just stayed at home?!"

I shook my head. "Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I tried to stop it. I tried to-"

"To what?!" He yelled. "To save me?! You're the reason why I'm dead. You killed me and then buried me. You forgot about me!"

"No...No I would never bury you. I didn't want you dead. I won't forget. I can't." I cried. A little girl walked in the door frame. She was at least ten. Maybe eleven? She turned to face me. It was me. Little me. "What the fuck?"

She turned to dad. "I killed you!" She laughed. "I killed you! I killed you! I killed you! It was me, daddy! I did it."

They began laughing together. A laugh filled of anger and deep rooted hatred.

"No- No dad it wasn't me. I swear!" I cried. "Listen to me!"

Little me and my dad disappeared, instead, the shooter stood in front of the doorway. His gingered hair and beard. His blue eyes. His black hoodie on and black pants with black shoes.

He pointed his gun at me. "Your turn!" He laughed hysterically while the bullets flew through me. I screamed crashing towards the ground. Pleading for him to stop. But he didn't listen. I was going to die. With blood leaking from my body. Bullets graved deep inside of me. I closed my eyes. Ready for my fate.
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~Kenji~

Xan's scream pierced my home. I quickly grabbed my gun from under the night stand and ran to her room. Security guards had already entered, their guns drawn. She was curled on the floor, crying.

"What happened?" I yelled, turning to the security guards. They shrugged, no response. "What the fuck happened?" I walked to Xan, trying to get her up.

She looked at my gun. "No!" She cried, scooting away. I sat my gun down and sat on the floor, hugging her.

"Everyone get out!" I yelled. The security guards exited, closing the door behind them. "What happened?" I whispered.