blood thirst

Part 2

I shivered as I walked closer to the house. Every step I take could bring me closer to my death. But not this time. Now it's his turn to feel scared when im around. As I walked in I immediately smelled a strong scent of alcohol. I slowly walked in. The back door. That way dad won't wake up. I slowly walked up the stairs so they won't creak. The staircases fucking hate me. I made my way to my room and opened the door. Now if only I-

"What the hell happened with you now!?"

FUCK!!!

"What are you doing in my room?" I said almost as quiet as a mouse.

"Shut the fuck up!" He yelled. Great. Stage 1; the yelling. "Where the hell were you?! A blood bath!?"

I couldn't bare to look at him. If I did it would give away my plan. Instead I looked down at the floor. He walked up to me in a matter of seconds and grabbed my face.

"Huh?! Ya gonna answer me!?" He was screaming now. Stage 2. Screaming.

"Those clothes cost money! Do you not care that I buy you perfectly good clothes!? Of course not cause you go ahead and bloody it up from god knows what!!!"

"Do you not care about the reason why I'm all bloody!? Of course not cause you don't give a shit about me!!!" I screamed. I was looking straight at him now.

He brang his arm back ready to swing. Omg he's gonna swing. I quickly pulled my pocket knife out and jabbed him in the neck. He fell to the floor. Gagging on his blood. I smiled. Music to my ears.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" I said still laughing. "I'm the reason I'm all bloody. I killed someone. No. Your not my first victim. Sabrina is. Your the next one."

I took the blade out of his neck. He fell to the floor still gagging. I changed as he died. And I walked out. I wasn't going to Maxes without looking good...