My heart pounds in my ears yet the tips are numb as I try to stir whimpering at the hard welcome of the cold dirt covering my blooded body.
The city that never sleeps fills the park covering any nature as I try to look around my eyes squinting as I look at the barely lit park in disarray.
The white and red blanket that I had sat on smiling with my family only hours before was now clinging to me in a wet warmth.
What happened? I try to remember but a ring causes pain as I look up to see the trees covering the brightening moon.
I remember Mum wanted to sit here under trees next to the reservoir where she and my father had first met.
It was their anniversary I also remember feeling a shudder as the chill of the air surrounding the water makes itself known forcing me to try and swallow but the crisp air dries my throat on inhaling.
Mum wanted to do a picnic here I try to think seeing the wet picnic cloth underneath me covered completely in red.
I try to wiggle only to feel a cold tight grip on my hand making my breath hitch.
My eyes shoot across in regret as a silent scream escapes my lips as my older brother lay unmoving next to me his body covered by another yet the blood was evident over him.
"Jr.?" I whisper trying to shake him awake shifting over in panic but it's then I see her.
"Mum" I whimper in realization her body shielding over him.
How did this happen?
We were eating-
A picnic...
Then men in the masks came out of nowhere behind the trees aiming little red circles on our clothing.
Mother seeing the marks looked between us before jumping to protect my brother and then-
A snap of a twig has me flinch looking over thinking it was one of the gunmen but I weep in relief seeing him yet his back was turned towards me.
"Dad?" I whimper seeing his figure stand up not even looking back too us.
Did he not see us?
I try to sit up but I let out a howl falling back my body screaming at me for even breathing.
Why wasn't he stopping?
"Papi?" I call in fear.
I haven't used that word in years but I say it much louder my body feeling like it's on fire as I hiss trying to reach for him knowing he can hear me yet he doesn't turn back making me whine in fear of being left here to bleed out.
"Please" I cry feeling relief when he stops his body turns towards me but he freezes halfway instead looking out into the trees "Dad?" I ask dazed but movement from the shadows makes him freeze up his muscles locking up before he takes off suddenly running in the opposite direction.
"DAD!" I scream in fear hearing something from the trees getting closer.
Maybe I should have known better a few months ago when I heard his phone call but even I couldn't have predicted this...
How could I know my own father would hire people to kill us?
'I regret ever having a family'
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"Miss Crow you need to understand your attendance matters in your final grading. You have been given 2 warnings already due to not showing up to lessons this week and now Professor Barton has requested for you to be moved" he says making me sigh and sit back trying to stifle back a yawn.
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Project Eitr- The Professor Of Mischief
Fanfiction"Loki" I moan as his hand wraps around my throat his eyes darkening as his desk shifts on the floor unable to keep still against the force of his thrusts "Don't make me teach you you're manners again little crow" he threatens making me gasp. I knew...
