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When I arrived back home, I was greeted by Scarlet. She pointed out my clothes. I just told her that I slipped on the icy roads and got my clothes completely dirty. She also pointed out that my eyes turned back to normal.

Huh, now that I think about it, I feel better, too. I don't have pins and needles anywhere on my body. Maybe I am a little crazy. Not to mention that I just murdered someone. I don't feel guilty about that. Until the fact that it was me gets discovered. Then I will BE guilty.

I don't wanna go to jail or whatever they plan for girls my age if they do such shit! I only know that boys get sent to a military camp for an amount of time. Usually, just for a few weeks for some training that will make them appreciate their life a little more respectfully.

There was this dude at our school who wanted to take pictures of a girls panties under her skirt secretly, but was caught. This is also the reason why our school uniforms have skirts that go below the knee. He was sent to the military for three weeks and came back like a different person! HE WENT FROM TOSSING TRASH NEXT TO THE TRASH CANS ON PURPOSE TO VOLUTEERING TO CLEAN THE SCHOOL GROUNDS!! THAT SHIT WAS SO FREAKY! Thank God he graduated last year.

Fuck, what have I done to myself? Let's hope that my brain thought of everything during that "phase". Mom wouldn't be proud of this. She wouldn't be proud of this at all!

"Oh fuck, no..." I breathlessly said as I collapsed into my desk chair, covering my face.

"Mom wouldn't have wanted to see me like this ever!" I said shakily, putting my elbows on my desk.

"What have I done?! She's a hero!" I breathed heavily.

My chair rolled backwards as I fell to the floor and hurt my arm. I started crying as I continued to breathe heavily. I rolled into a ball on the ground with my face to the ground and hands on my head, gripping my hair. It felt like I couldn't breathe. Like I just so managed to get out of the water before drowning and couldn't catch my breath. I think Flame cooed, but I didn't hear her over myself.

I suddenly heard Scarlet.

"Tricia, is everything ok? I heard a lou-"

"OH LORD, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!" She gasped. I didn't look up.

Instead, she took me into her arms as she kneeled on the ground next to me. She tried to calm me down by rubbing my back and saying things like 'everything is ok' or 'everything will be fine'. Every now and then, she would flinch and quietly hiss in pain. I didn't pay attention to that. I was too focused on trying to breathe normally. She helped me by trying to make me focus on her breathing. After around 10 minutes, I managed to calm down mostly. I felt how puffy and my eyes were from all this crying.

I looked at her as we both sat on the ground and Darkness came in with a worried reverb meow and loafed next to me while pressing his head against my thigh.

"Oh, Darkness..." I choked out as I gently pet him and he started purring.

Scarlet smiled but soon turned to me.

"Is everything alright, dear?" She asked, worried.

I looked away.

"Is it something about your mom?" She asked.

I nodded slightly.

"It's ok, Tricia. I know how hard loss can be for someone. Especially for someone so young like you." She said and hugged me.

I don't deserve this woman. She's golden.

After a while, she offered me to play a round of uno together to distract ourselves. I accepted it and when she left, I took out the blood covered knife and burned it under high heat. I brushed away the ashes from the floor under my desk and joined her in the living room. It was just a typical game of uno. It was somehow relaxing. Probably because of the classical music. We had a lot of fun.

Though we only played one round because it's late and I have school tomorrow. I returned back to my room. Took my pj's and showered and went to bed as Darkness purred next to me.

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