I woke up remembering about a soft kiss on my lips, that's all.
slowly as my senses started to come back I felt a ruminant smell coming from out of my room.I crawled out to see and it was disgusting, even worser than having to eat escargot which I hate the most.
There was dry blood everywhere and I soon found the source of all those horrors. A woman was sitting against the wall in an unsettling position like a doll due to something behind her back. I couldn't see from my distance what it was so I went closer.
It was Lyn, my mother was killed.Her pale skin was blue and cold and her throat was slit and gut was wide open with all those organs popping out. Then I saw something that scared the life out of me even worse than her organs.That object behind her was what made me shake in fear.
She had outgrown feathery wings on her back, her left wing was torn apart from her back with the muscle and her other wing was lying on the floor beside her. It made me sick, I couldn't stand it anymore.
I went back to my room,locked the door. I wanted to believe it was a dream but my bleeding back made me sure that it was real. I started to plead for a way out,"I don't want this anymore.I'm sick of this". Those were my thoughts. I stayed there not knowing what happened inside the house nor what day it was. I locked myself in the room. I was done with life.
Suddenly I started to hear the door creak.Someone was opening the door, I knew that much.They walked in. Judging from those footsteps it was two people. Then they followed the stinking stench into the living room where Lyn was in.
I carefully opened my room's door a bit, to check who they were. I couldn't really see them but I could hear what they were talking about. One of them was really irritated by the scene and the other was kind of sympathetic towards Lyn.
The irritated one: "what the hell? she's completely rotten"
The distressed one: "to think that our beloved angel died in such a ....."
He couldn't continue , he was really distraughted by seeing her dead body. Maybe they both were close friends of hers.
The irritated guy: "how can no one notice this rotten stench?"
The distressed guy: " let's cover her up and report to them this about ok, Al? "
The person he referred as Al agreed. I moved back from the door fearing that more people were going to come into the house.They will find me I have to get out. I tried to open a window without much noise but they still heard it. One of them ran towards my room . I quickly jumped off the window fearing for being captured again, besides I have wanted to die for a long time so I don't care what happens next.if they find me they'll think I'm the killer.
Suddenly a hand from inside the house caught me. It pulled me back in .I closed my eyes and hugged myself to protect myself from them. I was scared. Then he patted me on my head trying to calm me. I started to sob like a baby. "I'm so...Sow..ry...."I kept on saying the same thing over and over like a broken tape recorder. Then he hugged me and said "you're in good hands now, don't worry". That was all I ever wanted to hear before I closed my eyes.
SKY'S POV
while I covered Lyn's dead body with a blanket I found, Al took out his phone to make a call to spirit world but then we suddenly heard a creaky noise coming from one of the rooms. Both of us knew that wasn't just the wind, somebody else was here.
Al rushed into the house thinking the killer was still here.I followed him hoping the same. But when we reached the room a small girl was jumping out off the window. Luckily Al caught her just in time.
When I saw that girl I was surprised. She was covered in blood and her hair or eyes didn't look normal either. In fact we realized she looked just like a miniature version of Lyn. The little girl was trembling like a vibrating phone, she looked really scared.
I tried to calm her by patting her but then she started to cry uncontrollably. "you're in good hands, don't worry" I hugged her, poor girl she must have been frightened.She fainted.
the whole time Al didn't say a word.he must be in more of a shock than I was in."are you ok, Al?" I asked him and he finally snapped out."of course I'm fine...so what do we do with that girl?" he pointed at the little girl."I'm going to take care of her for now she doesn't look too good to go around places for shelter" I suggested and he agreed.But we both still couldn't trust her completely since there is a possibility that she is the killer.
We took her to our place and disinfected her wounds on her back. then we saw the unbelievable. she had a curse carved on her back, a curse of the highest level that can only be put by Lyn . As soon as Al saw it he stormed off , damning at Lyn.
For certain, we knew this girl and Lyn had more than just a normal relationship.
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Disparate life (On Hold)
Teen Fictioncursed for looking like her biological mother, abused for being adopted child, hated by everyone for throwing away life but then how is she supposed to live with all that against her.