Strange connection

The day they went away

Not all stories start with a good beginning, just like this one. This story involves someone dear to me, someone I miss very much and hopefully one day we will see each other once again. I should introduce myself, I'm Clover. I'm an angel however, I'm the angel who has to look over someone very special and important to this very story.

There was this little girl, her name was Felicity. Felicity was a kind hearted young girl, sadly people took advantage of that and so did her father. Felicity's father was a confused soul himself, he believed that if felicity could become something great like a doctor or a model it would show the world, well his mom, that he could be successful. Unfortunately, Felicity didn't want to become a model or a doctor, she wanted to be the best ballerina there had ever lived. This is where the fighting began. Her parents fort over felicity's future and career to the point that she was scared, she heard them every night screaming, shouting and throwing priceless vases to the ground. Melissa, Felicity's mom, was only trying to make sure her child got what she desired for her future and swore to protect her baby no matter the cost, but no one could imagine that cost would be much greater. 

One sleepless night, the young girl heard a large bang coming from down stairs, now she wasn't the one to go against rules of getting out of bed until morning. Not until she heard her mother's voice call out. "Help! Roman please. Just make the right decision for our baby girl." 

The frightened little girl came running down the stairs screaming, "mommy, daddy please stop fighting I didn't mean to cause you any problems, I will be a good girl."

She stopped and starred into her mothers eyes, they pleaded for mercy and for Felicity to run but she ignored the signs. She gazed over to her father, but she couldn't see him no more, he was not himself. It was like a demon possessed his spirit, blinding him through rage and his insecurity. Suddenly Roman picked up the knife, her mother screamed as he plunged that knife into Melissa chest, causing her to collapse to her knees. The last words that Felicity heard her mother ever speak were, "I love you my baby girl, become the best ballerina the world will ever know."

The girl was stuck, shaking, confused and hoping her mother was just playing one big cruel joke. That the blood that ran down her chest was just the ketchup bottle she accidentally left out last night. "Felicity.." Her father began walking towards her, dropping the knife behind him, "You know I love you Felicity. I.."

Before her father could finish his sentence, She cried, "WHY DID YOU HURT HER? WHY DID U HURT MY MOMMY? I thought u loved mommy just as much as I did, I don't want to be around someone like you, I couldn't save you and mom." Her tears became heavier, gasping for air as she begins hyperventilating. 

"I did this for you my baby girl, I did it for us. We could be doing something great for the world..together." Roman squealed in agony as the metal spear pierced it's way through his ribs, causing the man to fall to the ground just the same that he did to her mother. Melissa sworn to protect her child, which indeed she succeeded to do although now the blood was on her hands, as she faded away by her daughter's side. 

Felicity saw a dark figure hovering at the top of the stairs, but when she blinked it was gone again. She was in such a state of shock, all she could do was stand there, staring, waiting for all this to make sense, waiting for them to wake up.