gone in an instant

four

song: any

I can't bear to continue watching the tapes, maybe I'll get back to them later today. I get up from my desk and go to the kitchen where I find my parents.

"Is everything alright sweetie?" My mother asks, standing up to give me a hug. I allow her to, only because I don't feel like being an asshole today.

"Just doing some research." I admit, filling my empty glass with more whisky.

"I promise you once we find those fuckers we will kill every single one of them and all those lined up for future generations." My father states.

"Promises break." I say and leave the kitchen. I decide to visit the house where it all happened, maybe there would be a clue. I finish my drink again and walk over to the garage, grabbing the keys to my matte black Lamborghini. ((Authors note: PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! DO NOT DRINK AND DRIVE EVER! NO EXCUSES!))

Speeding the whole two hour drive, I spot the house. It is still in bad condition, not sure why anyone would come to fix it up. The windows bashed in and the blood stains in the front lawn. I swallow hard and walk through the front door frame, a door no longer there. I crunch the rubble beneath my feet and sigh at the graffiti inside the mansion I once lived in. I walk upstairs and into the second door on the right.

The bed left the same way that night. The last night I held her and felt her warmth. I walk over to the dresser and open a drawer, grabbing a grey sweater she once wore. I held it in my hands, rubbing my thumb over the fabric. It still smelt like her. I remember a day she wore this, we were walking on the beach and she was cold so I gave her my jacket. Early into our relationship, I remember feeling something different that day on the beach when she told me her secrets and fears.

I shake the thought from my head and throw the sweater back into the drawer. I walk into our connected bathroom. I see various items on the floor like her hairdryer, perfume bottles, and shoes. I think for a moment and look around, she must have ran into the bathroom when they broke the window and threw everything she could at them. It made me ache to think I could have saved her and she would still be in my arms.

I look around some more before I stumble upon a ring, I pick it up and squint at its features. It was black and on the inside the words "blood rush". I turn around and find myself stumped. Could this be a clue?