Unhurtful

Chapter 2

Yess the last chapter was short. I knowww. They will get longer .0.

I wrote this whole chapter on my phone, and it was rather annoying and long as hell. xD

Well. Enjoy<3

Chapter 2

"Umph"

I groaned, and slightly opened my eyes. Looking around me, I realized I was laying on the floor. I must've fell from the coach. What a great way to wake up.
I stood up, trying to get my balance and sat on the coach. I stretched and then turned my head towards the clock.

9:47am

I stared at the clock as if I forgot something. The ticking helped me think.
Something wasn't right.
I darted up and ran to the window, opening the curtains only a little bit so I can see what is going on outside. It was so bright, the light was making my eyes tear up. I'm going to have to get used to having no eyelids.

Then I definitely knew something was strange. The police still didn't find me? I thought that by now they would've known what happened here last night.

I stared through the window, watching everyone walk past the house. I then remembered something else.

Liu.

I dashed up stairs and burst into his room to see his lifeless body still resting on his bed. The slit across his throat was somehow still bleeding. I took a step towards his body and stared at his empty looking eyes. I clenched my fists and spat at his body. Why did I bother coming back here anyways. I turned away and headed back down stairs.

"That bastard".

The anger was really rising in me.
I punched the wall closest to me and hit my head against it.

"I'm glad I killed him. I'm glad I killed everyone. They wanted to kill me, they all lied to me. They DESERVED to die."

I kept hitting the wall in front of me until there was a sudden noise which came from the kitchen. I jumped up as I was not expecting anything to still be making noise in this dead house. It sounded like something heavy fell on the floor.

I pushed myself away from the wall and made my way to the kitchen. I got there and looked around, checking my surroundings. That's strange. I didn't see anything different. I was just about to walk away but something else caught my attention. The microwave was on the floor. Broken, and shattered into pieces. From what I remember, the microwave was no where near the edge of the table.

"How the hell did it end up here?"

Somebody must've thrown it on the floor themselves. A microwave can't move itself.
Is someone trying to get my attention?

I got my hand and was going through my hair. I was trying to think. I'm not the only one in this house?
I looked up, seeing the window was open, and the curtains were flying about from the wind.

Let's think of a logical explanation. The wind probably hit the microwave causing it to fall on the floor.

I kicked the remaining pieces of the microwave on the floor and walked out from the kitchen.

I walked over to the sofa and made myself fall on it. I took a deep breath. Haha. I was free. I was able to do anything I want without anybody telling me not to.

"Jeffrey"

I instantly jumped up and spun my head around after hearing someone say my name.

Nobody was there.

I stood up and looked around the living room. Who the hell said my name?! I was the only one here. I killed everyone.

"Jeff..."