-PROLOGUE-
Date: Tuesday December 24th, 1972
Time: 7:37 pm
-Darla’s Point Of View-
It was getting late, I was walking down the streets and saw all the houses , most of their lights were being turned off, I’m guessing since tomorrows Christmas everyones being an early bird tonight. One by one, their Christmas lights and decorations lid up as they went to bed… all except my house. When I was around 5, my father passed away from a car accident, I didn’t know much at that time, and I’ve been living with my mom ever since.
To be honest, I never really liked her, every time I’d see her coming home with a guy and a bottle of beer to her, thats what makes her happy. Without that, she becomes all angry and throws it at me. I’ve been an “angry toy” to her ever since. I wish my dad were here, I really do every night I would go to my dad’s graveyard at night and talk to him. I know he might not be here, but he’s somewhere… I can feel it.
My phone started ringing, I took the phone out of my pocket and answered it…
“H-Hello?” I started to shake hesitantly with my words.
“Darla , where the hell are you?! It’s past 7 you should be in bed!” I knew it.. my mom again … she started yelling in my ear through the phone.
“Okay ! Look mom, I’m sorry I-I’ll be there soon!”. I hanged up before she could speak and ran back home.
Snow started to fall down from the sky, winters coming thats for sure. I walked up to my doorstep finally arriving and knocked on the door. The door opened to a creak with the lights on as I went inside. I saw my mom with another guy… I groaned, “How many guys can she take?!” I thought . As I was about to walk into my room my mom glared at me with that stare of hers and I froze centre stage just as I was about to put my foot on the 3rd step.
“And where do YOU think your going you stupid little crap!”
“U-Um.. just off to bed… “.
“Honestly, you never do anything do you!” She scoffed at me and started drinking some kind of alcohol beverage.
“Your father is probably real happy to have you as a stupid no purpose daughter”. I gasped at her words, she’s never said anything about dad in so long.. it made me angry . Why did my dad even marry this woman?! I gritted my teeth at her and mumbled.
“Don’t you ever say anything like that to dad! He would be a better parent than you ever were! It’s your fault you made dad get in a car crash! Its Your fault for making me the messed up person you think I am! AND, Its your fault for even giving birth to me!”. My heart started beating fast, I know what I did was a mistake… but it was worth it.
I looked at my mom, shocked for a bit. Then out of nowhere, she started walking up to me as I jerked back away from her until my foot was against the front door. My eyes went wide open as she took one of her beer bottles and aimed it at my head flustering with anger, I could see it in her eyes.
“Get.Out”. Her voice was harmful, and dangerous.
“N-N-…. NO I won’t!”. I closed my eyes in fear. I peaked open an eye and winced a bit as she was about to hit the beer bottle face first. I took a deep breath and looked at her firmly slapping her. She fell on her knees and looked at me.
A sharp pain hit my chest and I gasped going up to her.
“M-Mom.. I-Im sorry…”.
“YOU - YOU SHIT!”. She yelled straight at me and pushed me out the door, I fell in the deep snow and looked at her my eyes starting to water.
“P-Please, you can’t do this to me mom! I have no where else to go! “. I begged on my knees, but all that made it worse and she threw the bottle at me shattering at my face as a piece of the glass scratched my cheek. I gasped with my eyes watering and held onto the cut with my right hand and looked up at her.
“I’m sorry, but YOU said It was my fault for everything, even giving birth to a brat like you.. I should’ve known, now get out and NEVER. COME BACK!”. She slammed the door hard.
Tears started running down my red cheeks, due to the cold weather. I stood up from the snow and started dusting myself off, walking to.. wherever. Emotions started running up in my brain with questions.. I sniffled and started to shiver, “W-Where will I go now? , What will happen to me?”. I looked up into the starry night sky and out from the shadows came the moon. Out of nowhere, I began to hear a scream… it sounded like a girl, a familiar voice.
Curious, I walked down and onto the snowy sidewalk to investigate. The voice entered me into a house with a door open , and everything dark . Now first in my mind, I knew something bas was gonna happen, I knew that this wasn’t a good idea.. but with my “daredevil” side, I went with it.
But it all came for the worse in 3…2..1 BOOM. The door closed behind me, and before I knew it the lights came on. Before I could do anything I felt a prick on my skin and something dark going through my blood, I guessed it was a needle of some heavy medicine. My vision grew blurry , I walked around the house as if I were a zombie and bumped into corners of the walls and fell on the ground.
As my eyes started to close, I saw an image of a boy. He had brown hair, with some hazel eyes, and wore a brown cape around him. His hand was going out to me to … help me? But then, as I was about to reach out for him I heard a bullet and the boy fell beside me.
I gasped, I tried to help but I couldn’t move, the medicine went through my body already, and it was too late. My hand was intertwined with his. I felt blood trickling down.. his blood.
My eyes went to a full close as I saw a pair of yellow eyes looking at me, everything was in silent… Heart stopped beating, Lungs stopped my breathing, and all my organs shut down.
All I could feel was the boy, beside me… being by my side…
And this, is how the story begins.
