Shadows Die

Let me help.

"Jade, I have an idea that you probably won't like." Grandma said slowly.

I tilted my head in a questionable matter.

"W- What? What do you mean I wont like it?" I backed off a few steps as Grandma trying to hold my arm comfortably. My breathing picked up of my utter most fear. I ran into my room and shoved my closet quickly, rushingly pushing them up against my door then resting my back on them, the knobs stabbing my ribs, "Fuuuck." I muttered blood droplets slipping off myarm off onto the floor. 

What is happening? What's she doing, it's just self inflicked hatered in its most basic form, the cut isnt even that deep.. I thought as I glared down at the gash, spewing out blood, fatty tissue and muscle.

Okay, maybe it's pretty bad for me but.. No, no, it doesn't need-

Grandma banged on the door, screaming, "Jade, we need to stitch it up, we have to! Too much blood, dear! Come on out, it's okay!" I heard feet shuffle along the floors as my Grandma yelped. I knocked my drawers over and jerked open my blaringly white door.

"Grandma? Grandma!" I whiplashed my head around, looking for my only family left since my Dad is unpleasently drunk all the time, I don't even count him alive.

I flew around the corners of the hallway searching, hoping for a sign. I seen something in the corner of my eye, "Grandma?.." It was her shoe! I peek around the corner to see a woman with an evil smirk on her face, standing in the laundry room holding Grandmas bloody red head by her hair thin, grey hair and her slumped body at the lady's feet. I looked at the puddle of blood laying around her body and dripping from her head.

"You.. You killed her?" I puffed heavily.

The woman dropped Grandmas head, "But of course!" she whispered enthusiastically.

"But, why?" I questioned the woman.

"Why not?" She laughed pulling out her bloody red hand, "Alice Broleth."

"Fuck off!" I slapped away her hand, tears welled up in my eyes, "How dare you!"

A tear slipped away from my eye, rolling down my cheek. "That's my Grandma, now my ownly family left is my-" I gasped unconsciously letting a tear drift down my cheek, "Where's my father?.." I hysterically flung my arms in the air, "DADDY!?"

The woman stepped aside guiding into my fathers room I looked around noticing his head resting on his pillow. I ran over to him, "Dad, Grandma is gone, what do we do, that lady.." I lifted the covers, folding them back agressivly. "She.. she.. Dad?"