recap
“How did it happen” I said this in a small melancholy voice, but dads answer only unearthed what I most feared. The way he said it seemed like only speaking the word brought him pain. He replied with the chilling word;
“Drugs”.
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I sat in front of the fire frozen. Why? Why is it always drugs that mess up my life. I wish mum was here she's know what to do, she would stretch out her arms and offer a comforting hug reminding me that will always love me. I know dad loves me, even though he never say's it I know he does. He's just never been the same since mum...
It was then I heard a deep clearing of a throat, I whipped my head around to find a red faced distraught Luke leaning against the arch of the door.
"Having a nice day?" Luke remarked, not conveying an ounce of sympathy, why would he, he wouldn't know. Would he?
"Luke, how on earth did you............." something had stopped me dead in my tracks. Half hidden under his grey jumper reveled a piercingly sharp kitchen knife drenched in crimson red blood.
My face paled and went cold. I searched the room for my dad but he was no where to be seen. A dark sinister laugh filled the room and by then he was griping the kitchen knife so tightly that his hand started to shake and that's when I started to panic. Luke grabbed the handle of the door and slowly opened it, eyes wild and unrecognisable. Once the door was fully opened I looked down at the floor. I stated hyperventilating, clutching my chest and falling to the ground. I let out a weak scream which followed though to (what seemed) endless sobbing.
Lying in a puddle of his own blood was my Farther, with several stabs and gashes in his stomach and chest area.
I looked into Luke's eyes again that day and realised. Yep, he was stoned too. The crazy bastard must of thought he was in a extremely vivid massacre horror movie.
My attention turned back to back to my farther. "Dad?" I whispered crawling over to his lifeless body, praying to god, or someone that he would still be alive and that he would tell me everything is going to be okay, and that he would take my mams place and embrace me in a hug filled with love. But no, all that came was another dark and sinister laugh, from my now dead brother's best friend. But before I could ask why he was laughing he charged at me, plummeting the knife into my stomach, he laughed once more and whispered in my ear "you make me sick, do you know that. Hes dead because of you and your dad. Just take your punishment and in time you will realise that this is all for the best. That's if, you survive!" and with that he pulled the knife out of my stomach making me gasp in pain and silent tears fell down my face.
Sirens filled the street, and I was thank full dad had called the police and ambulance because of my brothers death. Fear struck in Luke's eyes as he ran over to the window and looked out of the curtains. more blood was pouring out of my stomach I could hear the vehicle had stopped, they didn't know I was bleeding to death, and that the murderer of my dad was in the house, they didn't even know my dad had been killed, so i let out a gut ranching scream as loud as my lungs could carry the sound to make them hurry up. Luke glared at me and said " you never noticed me. Ha, isn't it funny how things change!" And he ran to the back door and left jumping over fences to get away. I grabbed my stomach and held on as hard as possible. Black dots started dancing in front of my eyes, and my vision slowly started to get blurry. I saw figures, of men in uniforms, and i could see the horror in their eyes as they took in the sight of what was in front of them. My farther dead in his own puddle of blood, me a helpless 14 year old girl bleeding to death, whilst lying on my dead dad, and the presence of a young dead boy 16 years of age upstairs in his bedroom.
The rest all happened in slow motion, the paramedics running in to tend to my stomach, the cops running upstairs to check for anymore bodies. Me being lifted into an ambulance, not even able to say goodbye to the ones i love. My eyelids started to feel heavy, I was in so much pain, it was hard for me to breath, would sleep stop the pain? My eyelids started to flutter closed when a lady said to me "please sweetie everything is going to be alright just keep your eyes open and try and stay awake okay?" I started to nod my head, but i was too late, i was just too tied that I closed my eyes and tried to get rid of the pain that was surging through my body.
