Blue knees- Melanie Martinez
Cause I'm tripping
Trippin
On rocks
Cuts on my ankles and then
My blood stops
Bkue blue knees
Falling for the next man
Who breaths~~~~~~~~~
I sat in the dark staring at the wall. I'm not tired. The house was quiet, everyone was sleeping.
I heard steps get closer to me door.
Almost everyone.
I expected Elton to walk in but instead it was Stan. He looked like he randomly woke up.
His hair was messed up and he looked shitty.
"Kira? Is that you?"
I sat up looking at him confused.
"Is what me?"
He stared at me for a second.
"I heard crying?"
"That wasnt me."
I stood following Stan. We creeped around the house checking the rooms.
No one was awake.
We opened the last door. Elton wasn't in there.
"What did you do to him?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Nothing I dont know-"
"Princess?"
Me and Stan both jumped turning and Stan pulled a gun out. He quickly put it way.
"Got dammit Elton what are you doing up?"
He shrugged.
"I was making sure nothing was going to happen. I thought I heard you crying but you weren't in your room."
Thats when I noticed his hand was behind his back. I glanced at Stan who also glanced at me.
"Elton...whats behind your back."
He smiled shy and pulled out a knife.
"Got dammit Elton! Put the knife down! Please."
I tried not to sound so annoyed with him and it made Stan chuckle. I glared at him.
"Be quiet or I'll tell Luka your the one who touched his leftover nuggets."
"Fair enough."
We continued looking for the source of the crying. We made our way outside.
"Holy shit I'll go get a blanket."
I walked twards the little girl sitting in the backyard. Her hair was long and light brown. Her skin caramel.
"Hay?"
She turned. Her eyes where a pretty blue. She looked at me her face was red from crying and her eyes puffy.
Elton stood aside by the door.
"Dont hurt me please!"
"No no! I'm not going to hurt you. Why are you out here alone?"
She watched my every move and Stan came back with a blanket.
"I got lost. I don't have a home."
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