A Twisted Fate

So It Begins...

Preface

Today I died. It wasn't what I would have expected... I was standing there with the wind blowing through my hair, not aware of my surroundings. I felt very uneasy as I stood, looking over the edge to the city below. I frantically looked around and came face to face with myself. He stood there with eyes aflame, so full of hatred and sorrow. It took me a second to realize why he was there, and by that time it was already too late...

Chapter 1

I sat up in bed, the sound of sirens were blaring right outside my window. I rubbed my eyes as I emerged from my bed and staggered to the window. I drew the curtains back and winced at the pure sunlight that flooded through. It took a second for my eyes to adjust before I peered out into the unnatural world. I was right. The ambulance was right below my window. I yawned and wiped the sleep from my eyes before making my way into the hallway. I slowly made my way down the hall and stairs before stopping to find the paramedics in my living room.

I looked around, wondering where my parents were, before finally, my eyes landed on the heap of blankets that covered two large lumps right in front of the couch. I inched toward the couch unsure how to feel if they were really dead. I had never thought about what I would do, how I would feel, or where I would go if they had. I guess I would have to be glad because there would be no more fighting, but then again that was the only attention or love I had gotten from them. My father was a drunk who beat both my mother and when she was at work he would beat me whenever he was enraged. That part of life I would never miss.

I finally made my way to the back of the couch and noticed two pair of legs, bloody and laying in a mess. Blood had always intrigued me and even now I stare at the pool, a small smile on my face. A cough came from the doorway making my head snap in the general direction.

"You're awake now. We sent Angel up to wake you but she said you were in a dead trance. At first she thought they had gotten you too but she checked, so she decided to let you sleep." Craig stood up against the frame as he smoked his Cigarette.

I looked back to the blankets and bit my pierced lip. When you live in a small city like this, everyone knows everyone else. Gossip is spread like wild fires and a murder will be known almost the minute it happens. Everyone at school will have already been informed and they will just rub it in. No one there cares about a freak like me so why would anyone feel sympathy for me. Anger flooded through my veins as stood there in silence.

"Well, this is awkward." Craig blew out smoke and threw the cigarette into the yard, before making his way over to me. "Why don't you head to school? This will be gone by the time you return home." I slowly turned my head toward him, allowing my anger to radiate from my pores. I felt a pang of joy when he stepped back and I could tell he was uneasy.

I blew out a deep breath and walked into the kitchen, making myself a bowl of cereal and sitting at the island, watching Craig and Angel uncover the bodies and take many pictures. Soon they were bagging them and transporting them out into the ambulance. I finished my cereal just as they smiled and closed the front door. Anger filled me again as the image of Craig's smile burned in my mind. Moving with only anger, I punched a hole in the wall, making my hand go numb for a minute, but I felt my anger bleed out leaving me standing there with a throbbing fist. I tried to move my hand and I almost cried out in pain as a shock of pain jolted through my body.