College Boys

c h a p t e r f o u r t e e n

This doesn't have to be read, but it tells you about the main character's past

TRIGGER WARNINGS: SUICIDE AND GORE!!!

Enjoy reading.

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4 years earlier....

Mum's body was shaking.

I didn't know why.

And then I realised she was having a seizure. No, an aneurysm.

I had researched aneurysms before and mum was very healthy so I didn't know what to do.

I panicked.

I stumbled around her vibrating body to the home phone, my fingers trembling as I dialled the ambulance.

"What's your emergency?" The voice asked.

"My mum! She's having an aneurysm! I need an ambulance!"

I was desperate.

But I was also too late.

***

One month later....

School was boring.

And horrifying.

I would look out of the window, day-dreaming about my mother's abrupt death.

And I hated every single second of it.

Coming home from school wasn't any better. I'd just hear my father's incessant cries, and I would sob with him - from a distance.

I would go to my room and cry and cry and cry.

But today, my gut was telling me something was going to happen.

I ignored it.

Maybe that was a mistake.

***

I opened the door, back from a tiresome day at school.

And found my father.

His blood was staining the floor, as crimson oozed out of him.

The liquid was drizzled all over his carcass.

I, once again, panicked.

I screamed, bellowed from the bottom of my stomach.

I checked for a pulse.

I shaked his body, trying to wake him up.

His arm suddenly began to move.

It gave me false hope.

It was an involuntary muscle spasm, not his breath returning. And I really hoped it was.

I called the emergency number again.

I cried over his body.

I cried.

I cried.

I cried.

I cried.

But it was too late.

I was always too late.