Falling Down Upwards

Falling Up Down Wards...?!?!?

Chapter 4.
By: JSwrites

"Edwin, come to me" she says.
Her eyes, empty. She doesn't seem to mind that her husband is lying dead next to her. Covered in blood. She was covered with his blood. This due to her. She was supposed to love him?! Was she not? They loved each other! They were happy! One happy family! Where did it go wrong?! My eyes are deceiving me. *drip* Tears..rushing down my cheek. I let out a terrible shriek.

She chuckles. She's laughing?...Why?
"Edwin..come here" she says.
She's serious now. The sweetness in her voice is gone.

She gets on her feet. Slowly walking towards me. There's something in her hand. Covered in blood..shining. It's a knife! I'm frozen. I can't move. I'm in shock. I have to Move. Closer she comes..move. Closer. Move. Closer. Move! CLOSER! MOVE!

Tears falling down my face. I can feel her breath.
"Edwin..why didn't you do as you were told?"
*stab*
Blood, gushing from my chest.
*stab*
My own mother..
*stab*
It hurts.
*stab*
She holds my chin up. Her cold glare looking right at me. At my heart.
"You should've listened to me.." she says.
*stab stab stab stab stab*

I open my eyes to tears. Oh..a dream..that didn't really happen. My heart feels heavy. The tears won't stop. It was just a dream, so why- wait- what on earth..my body is moving, but I'm not doing anything? I'm..being dragged? What should I do? What's dragging me??

I try to see what it is. God I'm a mess. My clothes are all dirty and covered in black fluid...from the cliff. I can't even think about that without my head pounding. Ok so the things got four legs, and hair everywhere. Oh my god. IT'S THE WOLF. WHAT THE HELL. My eyes widen with terror.

Ok ok- calm down. Does it plan on eating me? No- it would've done so already. Where is it taking me? It's biting my left leg to drag me, god that hurts. Blood's dripping. It burns.

It suddenly lets go of my leg. There's bloodlust in the air. It lets out a howl, then runs. What could it be going after?

"Ah..well at least it's gone" I mumble.
I try to get up. Everything hurts. Ok my right legs up. The left leg on the other hand.. It's still bleeding, it's weak. Finally, I get up.
"OW" I scream.

A sharp pain in my leg. This won't do. I can't run like this. I try to look for something I can use. Oh, a stick. It's too long for me, but it will have to do.
I need to go back to that house..where is it?
I walk straight for a while. It feels like I've been walking for hours but that's not possible.

My sense of direction and time are completely useless to me now. My stomach is rumbling. My throat parched. Hopefully that strange guy has something to eat. I'll take anything, even if it's that revolting tea.

That's when I see it. I'm somewhat happy to see it again. It somehow seems welcoming.
"The house" I whisper.
My eyes see it. Hope. In this hell, there is hope. Maybe I can survive.

Then, I hear the howling again. It's close. Too close. I rush to the front door. Close it, and put a chair in front. It's outside the house. I can hear it sniffing. It's standing right outside the door. It's clawing it. Gently..slowly getting more and more ferocious. Scraping the wooden door. The door is going to break. It's hungry. It wants blood. It wants me. I'm shaking. What should I do- what should I do? *SLAM* The door breaks down. Wide open. It's dirty brown fur and white eyes looking right at me. Bloodthirsty.

Instantaneously, it feels like my eyes roll to the back of my head. I bolt towards the wolf. Swing my stick right at it's head. It goes flying.
...Is it dead? My stick has blood on it. I notice that my leg feels fine now. It's still bleeding, and it still burns. In fact, everywhere burns. It gives me pleasure. I walk up to the mutt. No, it's not dead. I stab it with my stick. Right in the eye. Now it's dead.
*Drip*
*Drip*
What?..What is this on my hand? It's wet. It's..coming from my face? Oh..tears. Why?
As the sun rises. My tears fall.
"Why?" I say.

Tears leak down my face. The suns up now. The wolf however..gone? In its place there's a boy. My eyes swell. It-it's that boy. From before. He's dead. I killed him. Tears rushing faster now. But..I'm smiling?

My eyes come back. This is too much. My eyes travel back again. I black out.
Where am I? I'm in a house. Wait- my house? I'm in my house. This is my house.
I'm in a white room. It's empty. I open the door and get out. There's stairs going down. I take them. Downstairs there's noise. I follow it.
"Edwin! Come here!" A man's voice calls.
I follow it. Through the living room, into a kitchen. The whole house is white.
There's a man. Standing there.
"Edwin come here" he says.
"Father?" I say.

"Yes Edwin, I'm your father. Is something the matter? Come here." He says.
I race to give him a hug. My eyes closed. This feels nice. Warm.

I open my eyes to step back. That's when I see her, my mother, lying on the floor, covered in blood.
"Is something wrong?" My father says.
"Mother..what did you do to mother?!" I yell.
*sigh*
"..I had hoped it wouldn't have to come to this," He says.
So suddenly. He pushes me back. Swinging a baseball bat towards my legs. Crushing my ankles. I drop to the floor.
"NO! NOT AGAIN" I shriek.
Suddenly I find a knife in my hands. I quickly use it to stab his left leg.
" Oh wow" I say.
That's a deep cut. I slowly drag the knife down. This will hurt. It must. I'm smiling?
"Ok..next leg?" I say.

I next stab his right leg. And again, I slowly drag the knife down. Making a long deep cut. He drops to the floor. Hey, now we're on the same level.
"PLEASE, I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY SON" He yells.
Begging for mercy. That just makes my smile wider. It's so much better being on the other end of things. It's amusing really. I stab him once more, this time his chest. Then again his left arm, then right.
He's crying.

"Please..stop it" He says.
"Isn't this what you did to mother? You should be more aware of what you're doing. Don't be such a crybaby" I say.
Finally, I stab straight at his face. His hideous face.
*drip*
*drip*

Oh it's tears..again. How troublesome.
Awoken. Was I dreaming? I can't remember. I am however, crying once more. Always crying.
I'm back in the maze. Where this bloody nightmare began. At first petrified, now hollow.

The maze walls are tall, trapping me, clenching me in its grasps with no escape. The stench of death.
My eyes are now deceased, still, I perceive the clown. It's standing right in front of me. It's cold breath against my face. However, it doesn't hold the same effect on me. It's just standing there. I reach out to it. Embracing it with a hug. One angel disguised as a devil, one devil disguised as an angel.

*beep beep*
My alarm rang. I rouse from my deep slumber. The sheets were all wet.
"What on earth?? There's sweat everywhere..gross." I say.
Did I have a bad dream? Hm, wonder what it was about.
"Edwin darling come for breakfast" my mother calls me.
"Coming!" I say.

The end