To Quick To Judge (Bad Boys) {Motionless In White Fanfic}

14.

{9:01am - Monday}

I ran for about 10 minutes and ended up in the middle of no where. I wasn't sure where I was going but I didn't really care. Everything that had happened in the last hour was to much for me to process.

The dark. The butcher. The blood. The bang. The kiss.

I stopped running and leant against a tree to catch my breath again. I looked around to find I was standing in a park. There was a massive field on one side and a medium sized park on the other. Two sets of swings stood on either side. In the middle was a large climbing frame.

Lots of slides came off of different areas on the climbing frame one leading to a sand pit. One of the slides were like a tunnel. It reminded me of when my dad use to take me to a park similar to this one when I was a kid.

My favourite was the tunnel slide. I loved the way the sun use to shine through the rainbow coloured plastic on hot sunny days. My dad use to crouch at the bottom on the slide ready to catch me. When he did he would stand up and spin me around.

Me and my dad have a great bond. We used to hang out a lot when I was young as my mum was at work through most of the day and my dad worked from home. But as I got older they both got full time jobs. Which I didn't mind. I was growing up myself. I had my own friends to hang around with on school days and weekends

Except Sundays, Normally I would spend Sundays with my dad we would start off the day down at the local café getting breakfast then we would take turns choosing what we do with the rest of the day. But recently we've had to press pause because I've had to revise for my exams.

Running around the climbing frame was a little girl 3 or 4 years old in a pretty pink summery dress and tiny open pink sandals exposing her tiny toes. Light brown hair with a slight wave in it hung half way down her back. A massive smile was plastered on her face.

She reminded me of myself at her age. I use to have light brown hair but it got darker as I got older.

I walked over to one of the swings and sat down watching the little girl laugh as she ran, jumped and played in the park with a smile on my face.

Through the corner of my eye I could see a shadow standing beside me and sitting on the empty swing.