Schizophrenia (On hold)

Preface.

TheVoices

March 21, 2014

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I held the gun tightly in my hand as I sat on my bathroom floor. My once clean marble floor is now covered in her blood, I didn't mean to kill her but these voices made me. I held her limp body in my lap she felt so cold, more tears began falling down my face I was upset at the fact that I couldn't control these voices. "I-I'm so sorry baby. Just wake up for me!" I said looking down at her lifeless body I prayed she would take a deep breath and come back but I know it wasn't possible.

I jumped at the sound of someone banging on the front door.

"Don't answer the door!"

The banging got louder and harder, I started to panic and my breathing picked up.

"Go open the door."

Now I was hearing the soft and calm voice in my head the one that gave reason. I gently laid her on the floor and slowly got up. I walked out the bathroom and looked out the bedroom window I seen her brother's car outside I didn't know what to tell him.

I walked downstairs to the front door I cautiously grabbed the doorknob and unlocked the door. There he stood pissed off, he looked at my clothes and seen I had blood all over it. "The fuck?! Where is my sister?!" He asked pushing past me. He started searching downstairs in every room.

"You can't let him find her like that, he will kill you for sure. The only way to keep him from seeing her is to kill him too!"

The aggressive voice said. I shook my head no I didn't want to go down for two murders.

"You fucking have to! Do you want to die?"

It asked me, I placed my hands over my ears I felt like I was losing my sanity.

"Nigga where the fuck is my sister?!" He asked looking at me. My eyes accidentally looked at the stairs and he followed my eyes and headed straight for the stairs. I quickly followed behind him, "Baby girl? Where are you?" He asked searching through every room.

He made it to the master bedroom. My heart nearly stopped, I followed him inside the room he opened the bathroom door and discovered his now deceased sister.

I heard his loud sobbing as he cried for his baby sister. I peeked in and seen he was holding her tightly as she fell limp in his arms. He looked up at me, "What did you do?! What did you fucking do?!" He asked his voice getting louder at each question.

"Are you going to kill him or not? Because he is about to kill you!"

He gently placed his sister back on the floor and got up and wiped his tears. He looked at me and started charging at me, "I'm about to kill you!" He said I pulled the gun off my waist and before he could reach me I shot him twice in the stomach.

He flew backwards and fell by his sister. He held his stomach and coughed up blood, "So this is what you do? Murder my sister and me? What did she do to you? You know she is fucking innocent and you do this?! You will pay for this, I promise you will and you will die a slow painful death I promise!" He said more blood spilled out his mouth.

"He is dying slowly you got to get him to shut the fuck up!"

I watched as he laid there struggling for air, I cocked the gun. I held it up to his head, he started laughing. "Shoot me. I'll save you a spot in hell!" He said.

My hand started trembling, more tears started running down my face. I was having multiple flashbacks of my life.

"KILL HIM!"

"SHOOT ME!"

"KILL HIM!"

"FUCKING KILL ME!"

Bang!

The gun went off and now he was dead with his sister. I dropped the gun on the floor and stared at the mess I made, I didn't want this to happen but the voices made me.

I knew my life was over.

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Enjoy.

-Faith🌸