The Murder That Changed Me Forever

Chapter 2 (still flashback)

 My alarm goes off too soon. I am way too tired. I only got like 3 hours of sleep but I got up anyways. I took a long, hot shower, I made sure to get every trace of my parents blood off of my hands and body. It was hard to do as with it on I felt kind of close to them which was weird. I did my makeup darker than usual, then put on some black clothes and black studded shoes. Everyone knew I was kind of gothic and emo in a way, but today I looked more gothic than usual. I don't typically look to gothic or emo. It was fine that I dressed like this considering what I had just been through last night. I quickly set up my camera, sound equipment, lighting, and computer as fast as I could so then I could start my livestream. I then started the live stream once I had everything hooked up.

" Hey guys, This isn't going to be my typical kind of upbeat and happy video. That kind of video might not be made for a couple of weeks or months or possibly ever. And I might not post for 2-3 weeks, depending on how I feel and what goes on in my life, so I hope y'all don't mind too much. But I'm going to tell you about a tragic event that happened last night." I start to cry softly, my makeup running down my face, trying not to wake officer Planters and her husband. People started watching and instantly knew something was wrong. " Last night my parents were murdered. And if you don't hear the story now it will probably be on the News This Morning, channel. It will probably be on every news channel," although I am secretly praying to god that it won't be on any news channel. I don't want people to feel bad for me, or treat me differently either.

By that time, I already had 500,000 viewers and the number kept growing. This came as a shock to me because even though my parents were famous, I wasn't really that famous and well known and I had only a few subscribers but when I went to look at the live subscriber count, the number was climbing up so fast that it was unbelievable. I didn't really care about that though. I just wanted it all to end. This life to end and go back to the way it used to be, with my parents holding me tight in their arms and telling me they love me.

" My parents were murdered last night. The worst part was I watched how it happened under my bed." I told the viewers what happened and how it all played out. How my mother was shot first, then my father. The stabbing that took the little life they had left out of their body. How it was all unfair and not necessary to kill two innocent parents with a teenage child. And by the time I reached 10 minutes I already had 5,000,000 viewers watching. I normally had only one to two people watching. So this was a surprise. I guess people were sharing the crap out of this stream. I was crying too. Do people just search up Tragic Events on MeTube. This is so weird. I went and looked at the top trending and my video was first. So that's how everyone found my video. God why do people have to watch this. But at that time I had explained everything that happened. I just had to prove that it happened.

 " I hope this doesn't put an image in your head. But I guarantee it's real. For all of you that are squeamish I suggest you look away for a few minutes. I am going to show you guys the photos of the crime scene so you know I am not lying." I then show the camera all the pictures that were not too gory, but gory enough, that I took last night of the crime scene. I took them as I was gathering the things I needed. I took them as images to study for when I am older and get a job in the detective field. " If you are the monster who did this, I would love to see you step forward, to step forward and turn yourself in. But if you don't I will see you will be put on death role as soon as you get caught. You are an absolute monster and need some major help. What did my family ever do to you? We didn't deserve this to happen to us. Now I will never get to see my parents again and will grow up without them." I then collect myself and tell the people that are watching where the funeral service will be and I invite everyone to come and pay their respect. Many people are telling me that they are praying for me, or crying. But once it hits 5 am I decide to end it. Anyways the comments were rolling in so fast that I couldn't even read them at that point. " Thank you all for watching and all your support for me. I will do my best to post, but it might be a while. So I hope you all have an amazing day and just remember... Always be grateful towards your parents. I want you all to go to them and tell them you love them and give them a hug. Because one day you will not be able to do that. You will miss them a lot and wish they were there. So go and tell them how important they are to you. Always stay positive, even in bad situations. Peace out guys." And with that I end the stream. I know there was a lot of love, I have no dislikes on the video and no haters. Everyone was so supportive it makes me feel good to have fans like them. I have never seen that many people joined together to make one person feel good and to help them out.

Officer Planter must have heard me end the livestream, because she then walked into the room.

 " I'm glad you invited them. I know you want your time for grief alone or with a family member, but this could help us out alot. It could help us catch the criminal faster," Officer Planter explains.

" Yeah, I know. Thank you for letting me stay here for the night," I said gratefully.

" Who said it would just be for tonight. I talked with the child protective services and they say they want you to stay with me. They think it would be best and safest. No one can know that though," by then she must have noticed the blood on my back pack. " Hold on a second. I've got something for you. You might need it if you go to school today or tomorrow."

She walks out of the room and is gone for about a minute or two, with a new/old backpack. " Here you go. I couldn't let you go to school with a bloody backpack. Are you sure you want to go to school today?"

"Boy you do ask a lot of questions. And yes I do. It will help me escape reality, and keep my mind off of what happened last night. The learning always helps me cope with bad situations." I respond.

" Well asking questions is part of my job. The FBI is now involved too. But while you are at school. If you feel like crying the teachers will let you out of class. Also the teachers will be checking on you. I hope you don't mind that I gave the school a call to let them know what is going on. We all just want to make sure you're okay and not wanting to hurt yourself."

That is when my anger and sadness started to rush out of me like the fast flowing water of rapids. Like the eruption of a volcano. It has been building up for years and somehow this is what set it off. The feelings I have kept hidden for so long rush out and there is no way anything can stop it. " What the hell. You can't do that without my permission. I don't want to be treated different than anyone else. I want to be treated normal. That is absolute B.S. that you would do that without asking me. It's my fault my parents are even dead. I should have done something when I had the chance to," I yell at her. " It's not fair. I didn't realize not going with him would get them killed or else I would have gone!"

"It is not your fault they are dead. Why do you think it is your fault? What are you even talking about? What person? Tell me. This can help out a lot," she calmly states.

I am sobbing again. " It's my fault because 3 weeks ago I snuck out to go hang out with my boyfriend Greg. I saw this guy in the same vendetta mask and black clothes. He told me to get in the car or he would kill me and my family in exactly three weeks. I should have gone, but me being me I just laughed and said no. I thought he was just some jokester trying pull a prank on me. So I just kept on walking to Greg's house. He just kept following me until I got to Greg's house, then he sped off in the night once he saw Greg looking out his window. Then I went back home at like 4 in the morning. An hour before I am supposed to get up for school, and slept. Three weeks later he killed my parents only instead of us all. I am so sorry I kept that from you, I just didn't think it was important. Plus I also forgot about it."

 " It is fine, but you just helped me out a lot. I have a new lead. This could be really good towards finding the perp."

" Okay hope it helped," I sobbed loudly. "But I am going to head to school now. Since class starts in 40 minutes."

" Hold on. You are required to get a police escort to make sure you are safe. Especially after you live streamed. The perp could be anywhere in the route to school. They could easily track you by your internet usage. All they need is to use the dark web."

I stopped myself from crying. " Ugh. You've got to be kidding me."

" Nope!"

" This is totally ridiculous. Are you trying to make me look stupid?"

" People that get escorted by police are normally important and really cool. Just think of how jealous your friends are going to be."

" And how does that make this any different?"

" People will see you as really cool and important. Plus they will all know that you are just trying to be safe."

" Ummmmm. No, it will just make me look like a total coward in front of the whole school, so thanks for ruining my reputation. I'm heading out to school now."