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Anastasia's P.O.V

Words couldn't explain my devastation. I threw open the front door and stepped out into the heat of night. Tears slipped down my cheeks and I couldn't stop my feet. I walked towards the road up ahead. I needed to get away from him.

How could he keep such a secret from me?

All this time I've felt myself falling for him and his beautiful face and after finding this out, I didn't know if I ever wanted to see him again.

What do you do when the person you love, killed your parents?

"Ana, please just....listen to me." I heard from behind me. I knew it was Justin but I didn't want to hear it.

I didn't want anything to do with him.

I shook my head and continued to walk. I ignored his pleads.

I halted when a figure suddenly stood in front of me. I wiped my eyes but it was no use. Tears wouldn't stop falling.

"Let me explain myself. Please." Justin whispered.

"What is there to explain exactly? You killed the only people I had. The only people I've ever loved. You just took them away from me. I feel like you don't deserve the chance to explain yourself." I said and walked around him, leaving him standing there speechless.

Once I made it home, I went straight to my room and fell to the floor in a heap. I sobbed for hours and I felt like I couldn't stop.

Aunt Shelley was already asleep and Rex was lying on my bed underneath the covers.

I felt alone and now that Justin wasn't going to be coming around anymore, I would definitely feel the isolation.

I got into bed and rested my head on the fluffy pillow. I felt the covers rustle around a bit and Rex appeared in front of me. His puppy eyes staring at me. He pushed his face into my hand asking for attention. I patted his head a few times before he came closer and began licking my face. It's like he knew I was sad and was trying to comfort me.

I smiled at him weakly and pulled his small body towards me. I cuddled into him and closed my eyes, hoping for all of this to be over.

The next morning, I awoke to a slight breeze drifting through my room. My eyes were swollen and hard to open. I blinked a few times and rubbed them before sitting up and looking around the room.

My window was open once more and I felt my heart skip a beat when I spotted a note sitting on the desk in my room.

I stood to retrieve it.

Ana,
I know you're done with me. I know you'll never want to see me again. I know you're hurt. Since I couldn't explain myself to you last night, I thought it would be easier to write to you.
The night I killed your parents, I didn't ever mean for you to be hurt. I never thought you would find out. I killed them because I loved you and I knew what they were going to do with you. I thought that if I stopped them that it would save you and I would be able to have you.
I'm sorry I've put you through this. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you. I just wanted you to know that I'm undeniably in love with you. I'm not sure how I'll go without seeing your beautiful face.
I love you.
       -Justin.

I felt the tears welling up in my eyes but I pushed them back and crumpled the note.

I shook my head and threw it to the floor. What does he mean he was trying to save me? My parents loved me more than anything. They wouldn't do anything to hurt me...right?

I walked to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I felt that maybe a hot shower would make me feel a bit better. I let the water heat up as I undressed. I made sure to throw the clothes into the hamper in the corner.

I stepped into the shower and let out a sigh of relief. The hot water burned my skin until I got used to it.

I scrubbed my scalp and washed my body. I felt somewhat relieved but my heart still felt heavy and I knew that it wouldn't be okay for awhile.

It feels like I'm back to mourning my parents.

I stopped the water once I had rinsed my hair free of conditioner and opened the curtain to reveal the cloudy bathroom.

A knock sounded on the bathroom door and I quickly wrapped a towel around me.

"Ana? Are you alright?" I heard aunt Shelley say.

"I'm fine. Just showering. I'll be down in a minute." I replied.

I brushed out my wet hair and braided it. I dried myself and dressed myself. It's not like I would be doing much for the day so I chose something comfortable.

I opened the door to my bathroom and stepped into my room. I looked around to make sure I had no other surprises and continued down to where aunt Shelley was.

When I reached the bottom, I found a plate of breakfast sitting on the dining room table. Aunt Shelley was reading a book and stabbing her fork into some eggs.

I sat down across from her and began to eat. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I began swallowing down the food.

Aunt Shelley place her book mark into the book and left the book on the table. She took off her reading glasses and rubbed her eyes.

As I finished off my eggs and bacon, I didn't expect what she said next.

"Who's Justin?" She asked. I coughed out and my eyes watered from how hard I coughed.

"What?" I gulped.

"This," she held up a note. The same note I had crumpled." I found this on the floor in your bedroom. I would like an explanation before I call the police."


A/N: HEY ITS BEEN TOO LONG BUT HERE I AM! HOPE YOU ENJOYED EVEN THO IT WAS SHORT. I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS AND PLANS FOR THIS BOOK. IM NOT SURE WHY I QUIT WRITING IT....

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