"What did I do?!" They just stare, am I suppose to know something? My sister, Bella, finally breaks the silence. "Where's Mom and Dad, Harper?" Did something happen to them..? "Why would I know, maybe they went out?" I then noticed that my throat hurt, it aching for every word I said. I put a hand on my throat, it still in unbearable pain.
My brother, Cosmo, saw my hand. "Are you trying to make us feel bad for you? We know what you did." I don't want to talk, I don't want it to hurt more. I don't think I have a choice...."I don't know what you're talking about..I really don't know about what happened to Mom and Dad." They don't seem convinced, I would love to know what's going on here. Bella finally tells me what's going on. "We found dad's severed arm on the floor, none of us have something against mom and dad so it has to be you." I get a sudden headache.
All of last night all comes back. I remember grabbing the knife, stabbing them, washing the blood off, hiding the weapon. "That wasn't me!" It hurts, it feels like my throat was being torn out. I wanted to cry, but not from the pain. Why? Why would I do this? Did I do it? "I killed them! But it wasn't me that did it!" They looked surprised, they probably didn't believe me. Then I saw it, that, that thing. Red eyes, his wide smile, everything else was black. It wasn't me that killed them.
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A Demonic Guardian
FantasyWhat if your "guardian angle" is a demon? Like, a flirtatious brat. That kinda wants everyone else dead. Don't you love random stories about demons?
