~the running away~

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(Iris is now 13 Riley is 12) (credits to: 9melons)

(Iris pov)
It's officially been a year since my father's unfortunate death. I still have his weapons and practice mainly in animals but I've killed a person...or 3..

My mother hasn't really gotten over it. She works over time to try and forget it. But today being the death date. Well she drank herself into a deep af sleep. I don't blame her. I've been drunk before. There was this one time when I was 12. I found a bottle of, off brand vodka. It was disgusting but I drank the whole bottle. And let's just say I had a hangover like hell. Almost as if the devil came and fucked me. (see what i did jas?)

But that's not the point. The point is that my friend Riley. She is the focus right now. She had an incident and I feel so sorry for the kid. She came home from school and found police surrounding her house. When I found this out over text I ran there. Might as well call me Usain bolt I ran that fast. I tried comforting her but I don't work well with emotions....I ended up just letting her cry on me while I hugged her. She muttered that it was her fault and she should of came home sooner. I kept telling her it wasn't her fault.

Her parents were her best friends. So unfortunate what happend. She got moved into a new family..and since then I can't keep living with this guilt...

I know who killed them

And this guilt is horrible, and I can't live with it. All because I ran into him.. the demon. King of hell himself.
Zalgo.. it wasn't ment to happen. He didn't listen to me. I wanted akiria dead...but he went to far and saw her. Riley. The girl who's parents I killed.

He saw her, found where she lived and burned her house down. He thought she was there aswell but i was talking to her..

And the voices..he constantly tells me to join him. I didn't want to. I never wanted to.

But here I am.. packing a backpack. Making one of the worst mistakes ever...I think?.

I placed spare clothes in there, hair brush, and hair dye I bought. I used to my phone to message Riley. I texted her goodbye for the last time.... and wrote my mother a letter.

'I can't believe I'm doing this' I muttered...

***

The leaves and grass and twigs snapped under my feet. Black combat boots covered in mud.

'Why did he have to make this so fucking far away' I muttered.

I had been walking for hours. The sun went down ages ago. (Sorry for the poor writing I might stop writing in my characters pov) I could hardly see. Not to mention my hair blowing in my face. And i was starving. Should of brought food, and water. Although i was taught survival by my father.

I looked down at my outfit. What used to look like this.
(I suck at describing clothes)

(I suck at describing clothes)

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Now my boots are caked in mud. My jeans are ripped at the knees from where I've been tripping over these stupid fucking tree roots. And my shirt it dirty af. I also desperately need a shower.

***
'Oh thank fucking zalgo'

I had found is goddammit entrance

I can finally get out this dirty outfit.

*Foreshadowing*
That's what I thought... not what happend straight away..

....

'Zalgo?'

'Hello...iris..'

That name made me cringe. I couldn't think of myself as iris anymore..

'As you are aware.. you will now work for me~ and trust me.. we can get you out of this soon.. but first..  I want to show you something.. something very special.'

It was at this point I got a bad feeling. Like something was wrong. Like I needed to fight back. But I didn't..  I couldn't.  He dragged me into a room and well... it wasn't pretty.

(I AM NOT WRITING R@PE OR SMUT SCENES IN THIS BOOK NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY)

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Credits: 9melons

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