Stay With Me...

Chapter 2

Iris's POV

I stared at my hands. My bloody, raging red hands. I snapped out of my trance when the microwave went off with our freeze-dried dinner. Oh wait, my freeze-dried dinner. My parents are dead now. Because of me. I forgot.

I rubbed my hands on my now bloodied shirt. My hands shook uncontrollably as I picked up my parents one by one and dragged them up to their bedroom closet. I threw them in and examined the doorway to check if there was any signs of their bodies being dragged here. I realized there was blood everywhere and I have to clean it all up.

Great, more chores.

After I cleaned up, I went outside. I walked to my favorite place, the swing set. I sat down and looked up at the cheery blue sky. It mocked me with its happiness. Actually, everything that I look at seems to be mocking me. Right now, a butterfly that just passed me by seemed to mock me with it's ability to fly away from any situation. I watch it flutter away. Until a bird swooped in and ate it.

Lucky Bastard.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I immediately turned around. I saw a group of guys that looked about 35 years old, I'm only 17 years old! They all grabbed me and dragged me to a corner

"She's a tuff one, boss!" the tallest one said holding my mouth

"What the hell! Get off of me you f-cking d-cks" I yelled struggling

the 'boss' took me and slammed me against the brick wall. I moved my head away when he tried to kiss me.

He probably had enough since he grabbed my throat with such force I was sure it was bleeding. definetly.

I managed to turn my head when i heard someone shout. I wasn't able to hear everything the guy said with what all the blood flow stopping at my badly bleeding neck. I manged to hear a few things.

"Stop your hurting her!" the guy yelled somewhat running all fuzzly towards me. it actually looked funny.

"Who the hell ar-" the 'boss' said before he got punched. I'm not sure, I'm seeing spots.

"Hey-" the small one might have gotten the worse out of the guy. He got knocked out cold.

I did nothing but sat there trying to regain my breath. God my throat hurts!

"You'll be okay, Iris!" he said standing up straight and tall.

How did he know my name? Who is he?

"who.. .are ...you...?" I breathed.

"You don't remember me?" he asked incredously. "It's me, Drako!"

Draco's back? How? Why? Wait what?

"Go home Iris. I'll clean this up." Drako said with a smile. Oh yeah. Bunch of random gang guys right here. That attcked me. Who looks like they're going for anouther round. Bye Drako!

(Iris House at 11:30)

I didn't have time to put on pajamas. I am too tired. If I stay up for anouther second i'll go crazy. I thought as heavy sleep consumed me. Too bad I won't rest this time either.

Poor me...

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"No! I didn't do it! Stop it! No! NO! NO!" I screamed.

The demons came up from behind me and stabbed me with a very familiar looking knife. Then they threw me down the stairs. Wait, that face. Where have I seen that face before? They laughed and laughed and laughed. Their laughs echoed off the walls, mocking me. Telling me there's nowhere to go. Nowhere for me to hide. Only scream.

"Don't kill me~" I pleeded weakly. I don't want to die. No. Not now.

"You won't feel a thing," one of the sickly demons lied with a twisted smile. Wait isn't that, mother?

It felt like thorn laced swords piercing into my heart so slowly I...

"Ahhh!!!" I screamed into the dark moonless night. "Oh thank god, it was just a nightmare!"

Or a premonition...

I looked down to see a puddle of blood enclosing me. My clothes were drenched with crimison liquid. I was holding a knife and it looked like I was cutting myself in my sleep.

Sleepcutting.

What is this!? I tried screaming again but nothing but blood came out. Why am I doing this? This only happen when people can't  keep their lives under control, they resort to this to let their emotions out. Suddenly it hits me swift and sharp. Do I actually feel peccant for killing my parents? The two monsters that were supposed to take care of me, care for me, love me?