It's Thursday night about 11:30. You sit on your bed at your wall, its covered in drawings of Creepypasta characters. You love to draw and you have a lot of free time and you enjoy to draw. You get up from your bed and open your door, you walk down the stairs and into your living room. Your parents are no where to be found, their probably out at a bar or some strip club. You parents are almost never home but when they are they are fighting or yelling at you for no reason at all. You go into your kitchen and open up the cabinets. You pull out a bowl and pour yourself some cereal. You sit on your couch taking up as much room as possible. You make the attempt to turn on the T.V. but it doesn't come on. your disappointed, you wanted to watch your favorite show (F/S) but the T.V. isn't working. You get up with your bowl of cereal and walk back to your room. You set your bowl down on your dresser and pull some paper out from the top drawer. You set down at your glass drawing table and start doodling more Creepypasta characters. you start with Jeff, then Slenderman, Eyeless Jack and Hoodie. You finish drawing Ticci Toby. You set your pencil down and look at your work, your especially proud of the drawing of eyeless jack. You look at the clock and its 1:02, You didn't realize what time it was. You go back over to your dresser and get into the bottom drawer. You pull out (F/C) pajamas and put them on. You slip under your covers and nod off to sleep.
You jump awake to a sudden noise. You jump up from your bed and look to see what it was. You turn to see a black figure of someone jump out your window. You stumble backwards startled by the sight. You reach for your pocket knife that you keep on your nightstand next to your bed. You grip the pocket knife in your hand and walk to the window. There was no sign of the person who had been in your house, you close your window and lock it. You open your door with extreme caution. Nothing seems different out here, you walk down the stairs and find your parents both on the couch. Nothing seemed wrong until you walked around to the front of the couch. Your eyes widen, both of your parents had been gutted. Their organs where everywhere on the floor, their chest cavities had been cracked open and their hearts ripped out. You step back in shock. You never really cared for your parents but they were your parents, they might have been alcoholics and stayed out late but you still would never want them to die. You run back up to your room and slam the door. It's 7:24 now and the sun has come up. You look down at your floor and see a puddle of blood. You know the blood belongs to your parents. Your phone buzzes and you pick it up. Its your best friend (BFF/N) you don't answer the call and text them instead.
You: OMG you won't believe what happened!
(BFF/N): What!
You: Can I just come over
(BFF/N): let me ask my mom
(BFF/N): yah you can come over
you: ok be there in a min
You grab your pocket knife, throw on a t-shirt and jeans and jump out your window. You run down the road to (BFF/N)'s house. You get to (BFF/N)'s house and knock on the door. (BFF/N)'s mom answered the door. She invites you in and calls for (BFF/N). (BFF/N) comes running down the stairs he/she grabs your arm and drags you back to to his/her room. you sit down on his/her bed and look at them. (BFF/N) starts complaining about their morning. You stand up from your bed and put your hands on (BFF/N)'s shoulder. "My parents are dead", (BFF/N) pushes you back. "Not funny (Y/N)". "I'm not joking (BFF/N)! I wouldn't lie about something like that!". (BFF/N) looks you in the eyes. "Your not kidding... Omg (Y/N) i-i'm so sorry". (BFF/N) hugs you, you push back from their hug. "I need to find out who did this but I can't go back to my house, not right now". (BFF/N) has a serious look on his/her face. "But (Y/N) you'll get killed!". You don't like to hear your friend talk like that, you know its a bad idea but you want to know what happened. You say goodbye to (BFF/N) and walk back to your house. You crawl back in through your window and walk down the stairs to the living room. Everything seems fine but your parents... are gone.
YOU ARE READING
Seeing Red
RandomYour parents are dead, your friend hates you, and you have no one left... except for your "other" friends