One Drop Of Blood

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What did she mean... She's not well.. Could she...

My questions were answered when I heard a sloppy cough and groan come from inside the bathroom. She had locked herself up so she wouldn't hurt us. This must be a misunderstanding right!? She has to be okay! I took a deep breath and lowered myself to the floor. Pressing my face against the crack i looked for any sign of life. I could see Piper's feet shuffling around.

Then suddenly she shot down to the floor with a loud slap causing me to jump. I could see part of her face as she tried to reach for me, her fingers scraping at the door. She stared at me with those same blood shot eyes. She snarled at me as she continuously rammed into the door, trying to get to me. I frantically scraped at the wall as I rushed to get up and away from the threat. I ran into the living room, tripping over the carpet and landed on my arms causing me to yell out in pain. Immediately Ray shot up at the noise and Mila jumped. 

"It's Piper! In the bathroom! She's... She's turned..." His eyes widened before he turned to his daughter. 

"Mila, I need you to stay with this nice boy okay?" She nodded looking confused and scared as Ray left the room. I carefully climbed onto the couch and lifted her on my lap. She leaned into my shirt and grabbed tufts of it with her hands.

"I'm opening the door!" I heard Ray yell from down the hall. I covered Mila's ears as a wooden crash sounded out. In sync Ray and piper yelled out before a sickening crunch sounded. It was a sound I'd never forget. The slap of flesh as the skull caved in and shattered all together. Then followed by the thud of a body to the floor. I held back the urge to hide as I comforted Mila who was now crying. I heard the running of water for a few minutes before Ray walked back in. 

His clothes had been changed and his hair was visibly wet. A depressed look clouded over his face as he walked over and slumped on the couch beside us. He didn't say anything as he just stared at the floor with a dead look on his face.

"...Daddy...?" Suddenly Ray burst out sobbing, shocking both Mila and I. He sobbed into his hands for a long while as I held Mila close. The two of us sat there watching him unsure of what to do. His tears fell endlessly as he grieved with self loathing with the fact that he had taken a human life. Mila started to cry, terrified and confused. I sat there unsure of what to do. Things started to feel desperate, and hopeless. It felt like all life had drained out of me as I stared blankly at the crying faces. I felt my chest grow tight and I wanted to scream. Everything feels awful...

I looked down to see my hand unnaturally still. Tears I waited for never came. Is this what it means to lose humanity? I felt as if every single drop of empathy, compassion, or morals I once had were gone. I sat there. I just sat there. Ray cried. Mila was scared. And I just sat there. I sat and I sat and I-

"AAAGHHH!!!" Someone screamed. "AAAGGHHHH!!!" It happened again. I realized I was the one screaming. Everything dawning down on me and tearing me apart from the inside. But Ray still cried. I screamed, he cried. He cried, I screamed. Mila left between the two of us, was terrified and panicking, not having a clue of what to do. What could she do? She was just a little girl, and I was no more than a teenage boy. My life as I once knew it was over. No more normalcy. No more friendships or family. Just everything is over.

Pipers corpse laid half on the bathroom tiles and half on the wooden floor of the hallway. She had gone cold a while ago. Her bloodshot eyes going cloudy. There wasn't anything left to remember her by either as by now her house was nothing more than ash and crumbling rubble. The ambulance still sat there, half hanging off the road. The unsuspecting driver now laying on his dashboard for the rest of eternity, his face completely unrecognisable. The principle might still be looking for me, he might have been killed by the teacher or even the cops. Of course my friend Cole would still be laying there in the hallway. Probably surrounded by flies and a stench of iron. Then I just sat. As all of the horror ran through my head over, and over, and... what's the point...