kids in the dark 'hood

kids in the dark

lock down. that was how i spend most of my days in this house. im always in a lockdown.

not by my parents. they couldve careless even if i went missing. its been four years since we've last been a happy family. or was we even a family? im that typical girl that fails school has druggies for boyfriends i smoke. so what? they didnt care. all they did was fight. and fight. and fight.

"darlene! are you fucking blind? clean that up!" my dad screams so then that was my cue. to grab my earphones and climb up the roof.

i plugged my earphones in and blasted my typical bring me the horizon. i had found the comfort in screaming artists rather than normal ones. id rather listen to the bitch slap they give be about how life is shitty and i can get through it. rather than listening to music about love and a guy who probably cheated on them.

the awful words that my parents were saying was a muffled bullshit under the sound of the music. tonight i didnt care what they were fighting about. i didnt care. so i continue to wait til i hear their screams turn into broken sobs or angry mutters

after a few moments i went down to my bed. my window was open. strange. i swear i had closed it before i sat on the roof.

but what i noticed was a black paper on my bed. it was oddly covered in neon paint. my name was written in a white sharpie.

EVA

they left us alone
-kitd

kitd? who was this. what was this? it was all the letter said. that was it.

they left us alone. who?

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"hey worthless shit. wake up" darlene said. i didnt argue i just stood up and watch her stumble out my door. as usual i was going to clean all the mess they made because of fighting and all the bottles of alcohol.

i went down the stairs quietly. they were probably asleep dad was maybe at his mistresses house. i wasnt shocked if my husband was that big of a bitch i wouldve done the same

i continue cleaning all the bottles they had consumed and broke careful not to cut myself. not that i dont. i didnt want alcohol on it if ever i cut myself.

after three hours to get the house back together i sat my the stairs. which was beside near the front door. i stare at the door trying to remember when i was last happy. the day where they bought me a new bike? or was it when i scored a perfect score on coloring back in kindergarden? i couldnt remember. and i dont think i want to anymore. im never gonna be happy again.

a figure was seen through the not so see through glass of the door. i thought it was my dad but the figure ran away after dropping a similar paper in the mail hole. what was this?

EVA

join us, we are the kids in the dark.

bring no one with you,
make sure to bring clothes and toiletries,

be here at 12 midnight. sharp.
st. roosevelt 12, downtown baltimore

((totally made this up))

we're just like you. dont be scared.
youre one of us now.

-kids in the dark

12 roosevelt was the dead part of the town. what if this was some sort of kidnap scheme.

i didnt want to think about that. it seemed cool. was this finally my escape?

"what are you doing sitting there?! i told you to clean up?! why isnt anything cleaned?!" my mum scream obviously still drunk.

i was going. to be kidnapped or not.