Innocence In Darkness

Gone And Done

Every time I close my eyes a flashback of what happened to John haunts me.
In the morning I woke up to someone screaming.

"OH MY GOD. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?" I opened my eyes to see my mom in tears.

"Honey what's wrong!" My dad walked into the room when he heard my mother's cries.

Since I had a mirror in front of my bed I saw why they were worried. I looked like I've been crying hard also I had some blood stains on me, honestly at that moment if I didn't move or speak I would have passed for being dead.

"Its fine." I tired to say, but my voice was so weak that it was barely heard.

After my parents made sure that I was okay, and that I cleaned up. They allowed me to skip school until I felt that it's okay for me to go back. They tried to get me a therapist, but I kept refusing till it made them give up.

It's been two weeks, and I still haven't even thought about going to school, also ever after the incident I turned off all my social media and phone, so whether people worried or cared I had no clue.

"Hey can I come in?" My dad said as he knocked on the door.

"Sure."

"Look I know it's been a hard time for you, but I think you should give school another chance." I didn't respond.

"Just go tomorrow and if it's okay then keep going, and if it's bad then we'll give you more time."

"Okay" I answered we continued talking and at the end it was still settled on me going to school tomorrow.

I went to bed, however the entire time I couldn't sleep. All I had were nightmare. They were all about seeing him again. I was starting to regret agreeing to going back, because I felt that something very bad is going to happen. Before I could finish my thoughts. The alarm clock interrupted me.

It was time to head back to hell.