Behind Me...

Prologue

*Kaylen POV*

As we drove away from everything I had ever known, I couldn't help but think about all I was leaving behind. I would never see my old house, my friends, the place that I was so familiar with. The one place I called home!

Everything was being taken away from me so fast I was just in shock. The fact that I would never see my parents again hasn't sunk it yet, I just feel like I am going to be sick, like there is this big whole inside of me, like something has been ripped out and oh yeah it has in the past 48 hours I have lost everything that had ever mattered to me.

**FLASHBACK**

I heard knocking on the door and thought it was my parents coming home, and that they had just forgotten the house key as the did often. I opened the door and it wasn't who I thought...

There was a tall, buff police officer at my door and he asked me what my name was I simply replied " Kaylen"

"Kaylen" he said with sympathy " tonight at 10:45 your parents got hit by a drunk semi truck driver and was rushed to the hospital but they didn't make it... I am so sorry"

"Are you sure you have the right house?!?? My parents can't be gone" I replied sobbing not even able to fully comprehend what the officer was saying. All I could think about was where I was going to go, who would even want me, how are people gonna treat me? All these questions ran threw my head.

"Kaylen?!?"

"Huh?"

"Kaylen is there anywhere you have to stay tonight?" The officer asked concerned

"No... We have no family here and my best friend is out of town"

"Well where would you like to stay?"

" can I just stay here until we figure something out tomorrow, it's really late ya know?" I pleaded in tears

" just for tonight, I will have some people over tomorrow to check out the will, okay?"

"Okay, that sounds fine"

"They will probably be here around noon, I don't wan to rush you but you probably will need to pack your things, we will provide a place for things you can't take with you. So you can store them safely"

And then he too was gone an I was completely alone.

I needed some way to let out the pain, I really didn't want to go back to when I cut myself but it was the only thing running through my mind, the only way I knew how to cope.

I ran into the kitchen and found the sharpest knife I could find and started to run the blade across my skin, seeing the red liquid seep out as I went across. I did it about 5 times in my wrist, then decided that that was enough. I really didn't want to pass out or anything, just relieve some of the pain I felt inside.

After I covered up my cuts and went and laid down in my parent room. I took the picture of them and placed it in bed with me never letting go until I found myself drifting into a deep sleep

*Next morning*

I woke up in my parents room and realized it wasn't a dream, I had prayed and prayed it was a dream, I even pinched myself, crazy I know, but I wasn't waking up. I had to live with this for the rest of my life. And then I glanced down to my wrists seeming the fresh cuts on my arms and in that moment I knew nothing would ever be the same again

A/N

So this was the prologue to my story please vote and comment <3

Thanks for reading more coming soon !!