Blood On My Hands

Lifeless

The blackness started to fade as light seeped in. My eyes slowly slid open and fluttered a few times at the sudden brightness.

I feel so tired and my head feels like someone's hitting it over and over with a hammer. I toss and turn, trying to get comfortable but the floor is so har....wait...I'm on the floor? I sit up and look at where I was laying, it's the bathroom floor? My head starts to pound again so I lift my hands to try and massage my temples but there's a clash as I see a knife hit the ground. I jump up, the knife is covered in blood which is dripping onto the floor. Where the heck did that come from?

My hands are covered in blood and my clothes are ripped, blood splattered all over them. I stand there confused and scared, staring at my hands in shock....when I realise....

I was holding the knife.

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I start to shake, confused tears rolling down my cheeks. I don't know what's going on I think, as I check myself for and stab wounds or gashes. But I'm completely fine. The knife hasn't even made a scratch on my body. But then....who did the knife wound? Oh my god....did I....no...w...Was I drunk? I hold my head in my hands, this can't be happening....oh shit!

I pace around the room with my eyes closed and my head in my bloody hands, the knife laying on the floor by my feet. No, no, no, no, NO!!! What the hell was I thinking?!?! I can't have stabbed someone! I...I'll go to jail and my life will be ruined! Who's going to...

I stop the conversation in my head, my foot just stepped into a pool of liquid ...w....warm liquid. I keep my eyes tightly shut, I don't want see what I just stepped into. I start to breathe heavily, my whole body shaking. I have to do this. I have to look, it's...it's probably just water...warm water. I'll look on three.....

One...This could be just water right,

Two...I really hope it isn't what I think it is.

THREE!

I force my eyes open and scream at what I see. I drop to the floor, kneeling in the blood. Tears streaming off my cheeks as I grab hold of her and shake her lifeless body. Her eyes are wide open, looking into nothingness with an absent gaze. Her body rattles around in my hands as my tears drip onto her pale skin. I look down at her, there has to be aleast 11 stab wounds in her stomach. I couldn't do this.

I pull her into a tight hug, 'Wake up!' I scream into her neck, my voice muffled by my desperate sobbing. 'WAKE UP!!!!!!!' I cry, but she just lays there lifeless in my arms....

I hold her pale face in my hands, 'I love you' I sob.

And that was when I realised...

That I murdered my own Mum.

A/N

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