You grabbed the knife from the cupboard and then went to your room to wait for your parents. You could do this. If there was one thing you were known to be, it was patient. So you waited. And waited. And waited.
~time skip~
The next day you decided to stay home from school because you wanted to wait for your parents. So still you waited. Eventually, you got hungry so you went downstairs and made yourself a sandwich. While eating that you decided to load up on weapons. Just in case.
"You should probably sharpen those knifes." Said insanity.
"Ok....But another thing.... I need to call you something else. 'Insanity' is a bit much, don't you think?"
"Well I'm technically you so my name is Y/N. But I guess that would be confusing....sooooo... um.. you can call me... um. Never mind I can't think of anything. So you get to make up my name."
You thought for a bit.
" I want to call you Blue."
"Sure. But why Blue?"
"Because its a nice colour so shut up."
Blue laughed.
"When do you think my..well our.. parents will get back. It's like they forgot about us."
"I know. Unfortunately I know just as much as you do about it... but I have theory's."
Well I guess it's back to waiting then.
Yep. You do know that you don't have to speak what you want to say to me right? You just need to think it.
Wait?! You could read my thoughts the whole time?
Duh.
Ok then that makes things easier.
This is why I'm the better part.
Right. So back to the weapon collecting. What do you think we need now? Do you think we should pack a bag?
Yeah. That's probably a good idea since we might have the police after us.
Yeah! That's true.
You start packing a bag. Filling it with everything you could possibly ever need: food, bandages, spare knives, water. Etc. After doing this you went to sleep. After all you were very tired.
~time skip~
You woke up to the sound off a door slamming shut. You grinned. The time had come to say goodbye to your parents. Walking downstairs, you found your (very very drunk) parents sitting on the couch. You grabbed your knife and walked towards them.
"Hey Mommy! Hey Daddy!" You said in a sweet girly voice, then you laughed manically.
"Finally remember me?" You asked.
They looked at each other and your dad said (but it was hard to make out what he was saying because it was slurred and hoarse).
" Look... we're sorry..."
" well, maybe you should of thought about that before you forgot about me for 2 WHOLE DAYS!" You yelled.
You almost tried to stop yourself but... what's the point. They deserved it. Everyone deserved it.
Then you lifted your knife. They both realised what was going to happen at the same time. But by then it was too late for them to do anything about it.
