One Drop Of Blood

Drip Drop

*Aliahs' P.O.V*

        I'm sitting on the couch in my living room watching my favorite show, my parents aren't home today because they both went on a business trip, and I'm to old for a baby sitter.In the middle of an episode I hear an exceptionally loud drip. I turn the show off to search for the origin of the sound. I come across the locked door we have near the kitchen. I'm not aloud to go inside it but I know where the key is. I guess I never really thought about it to much. I always thought it was just a supply closet, or a place for junk. I decide that if there is a leak then I don't want that room flooding up our house, so I go and fetch the key. It takes me awhile to find it because the drawer we keep the key in is always messy, and having it be 11:00 P.M. with all the lights turned off that doesn't really help. I finally find the key and I head over to the door. The only reason I would think about this room is because it was under my bedroom, but otherwise it's just another door. I unlock the door and open it, surprisingly it's not creaky like and old door, it's eerily silent almost.

        It's takes a second for my eyes to adjust to what's in front of me. There is a small square table in the middle of a very dimly lit room. But what catches my eye is the knife that rests on the table. I look more closely to find a singular drop of red liquid on the knife. Know normally this would freak someone out half to death and they would call the cops or something of the sorts. But I don't really get scared, so I figure it's all just a hoax to try and scare me, it's not working. I walk away and close the door behind me, ready to go back to my show when I suddenly hear another audible drip coming from the room. I go back to the door and open it, looking again at the knife I see another drop of red liquid, "I wonder if it's blood" I think, "No no that wouldn't make sense where would the blood be coming from, it must just be a stupid prank". I turn around and go back to my show, when I start to hear it again, drip drop drip drop, the drops are louder now but also faster and instead of one drop it sounds like a steady stream. Annoyed, I go back to the door and slam it wide open to see the drops coming from the ceiling. I look up and see a red patch on the ceiling. Done with the shenanigans I go find out what the red liquid is, I take one of the drop as it falls from the ceiling and lick it off my finger.

        Waves of emotion cross me. First, confusion of what this is. Then, realization, it's real blood there is no mistaking it, I remember the taste when I bit my cheek and it started to bleed. Finally, panic, I race out of the room, terrified, I run up to my bedroom because that's what's above the room, and I need to find out what is causing the blood. I get to my room and swing open the door. Everything seems normal, I don't see anything wrong. Until I realize my bed is right over top of where the blood started to drip, and it smells, bad. I push my bed aside and in horror I stand there staring at what was under my bed, my parents, my dead parents, necks slit open, with looks of terror left on their faces. Suddenly I hear something behind me. I spin around but before I can scream the last thing I hear was a high pitched giggle, almost as if from a little girl, and bright green eyes, insanity laced through them. And I remember, my little sister.

*A/N*
|Hi this is in edited so there will be a lot of mistakes, sorry! I hope you enjoyed the story|