Krystal's POV
My family was around the kitchen table, me, Cole, my mom, my dad, and my little sister Lelia. I was holding Lelia's hand, she's only 7 and she's scared to death. I lowered my head and prayed, which I don't do often. I just want to get through tonight. It was 6:30, half and hour left. I ate, not really. I just picked at the steak my dad made specially, just for me. My dad was only 34, and got my mom knocked up when they were 17. He had short brown hair, tan skin like me, and warm hazel eyes like Cole. My mom was the same age, she was petite, with my blond hair and icy blue eyes. My sister had the blue eyes, but the brown hair.
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Then, the sirens sounded. My dad turned on our security system, and we all sat in the one room with no windows, our panic room. After we listened to the broadcast, I went up to my room. I drank a soda, my hand not leaving my gun. I read the Fault In Our Stars for a while. Was Luke okay, or already dead at the hands of a merciless killer. My little sister snuggled in with me, shaking. " We'll be okay Lelia, like every year."
She held my hand in her tiny one " Why don't you go out and go pew pew with guns and run around with knives and hurt peoples."
I smiled " Because it's not right Lei. I don't feel the need to hurt anyone."
Leila looked like she get it " Oh. Can I go play in your closet?"
She loves my closet. It was a big, bright pink, walk in closet, filled with my brand name clothes and a few toys. I nodded and she ran in and sat down. Then. everything fell apart.
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The lights in my house flickered off, oh no. I ran in my closet with a flashlight and my gun. I handed my little sister a big book, " Lelia, if anyone comes in, you whack them with that okay?"
She nodded. I closed my closet and locked it. Then the screams came. My mom and dad's screams filled my house. I silently walked downstairs, which would probably get me killed. I saw my parents, in a dead, bloodly heap on the floor. Tears formed in my eyes " Mommy? Daddy?" I asked crying.
I ran over by them and held their cold lifeless and hands. I started to sob, if Cole was here, I wouldn't be scared. Suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind, knocking the gun out of my hands. I screamed until the hand covered my mouth. " Shh." A voice cooed from behind me " Your alright love, shh."
The hand was replaced with a cloth, that smelled of chemicals, shit. I'm fucked. The voice said again in my ear " Just breath pretty girl, your okay."
My eyes started to roll back into my head, until my whole body gave out, and it all went black.
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I woke up to four different voices. " Dude, what do we do with the little one?"
A different voice said " She's like 6, I don't have the heart to kill her, none of us do, but what about blondie?"
Another voice said " She's fair game, we could kill her now, or maybe have a little fun. Let's just see how she is when she wakes up."
A voice said in front of me, holding my hand,ever though they were tied together, and spoke softly, fucking physco. " Babe, wake up. Come on, open those eyes."
My eyes fluttered open and I saw four people. One, with purple hair and ear piercings. He was wearing a Rolling Stones t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and he was holding an axe. Another one, had black hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, and he had a machete in his hands. Another one, was, horrbily enough, adorable. He looked so innocent, not the boy who would murder. He slightly curly brown hair, hazel eyes, and dimples, he was he one standing in front of me. He had a crowbar in the hand that wasn't holding my hand.
And the last boy, shocked me the most. The blond quiff I knew to well, the icy eyes, the lip piercing, but a bloody axe, and pistol were in his hands. Luke Hemmings, was going to kill me.
