Killers can love... Right?

Chapter 1

(This is my first story on here sorry if it's not prefect but I would love to hear your opinions on it) (s/n) = sister's name

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In my sleep I felt this horrid pain in my chest. It was hard to breath, my nose seemed to fill with smoke. Every time I let air in it felt like daggers stabbing at my lungs. My ears filled with a crackling sound almost like wood in a fireplace but louder. My eyes sprung open only to get blanketed in ash. They began to burn intensely but I didn't let pain take over.

I then flew out of bed and onto (s/n)'s shaking her and shouting "(s/n)! (S/n!) GET UP! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!" She gradually opened her eyes only to wake to have a coughing fit. Before she could gather her thoughts or even say a word I had her on her feet being dragged out of our crumbling doorway. My goal was to get her to safety and that's exactly what I was going to do. I ran as fast I could with my short legs keeping her close behind me. We finally made it out the front door when (s/n) ran in front of me shoving me back into the burning structure. "(F/n)! Mom and Dad! Save them!" She cried. I was her role model what was I suppose to do tell her I wasn't going to try? I simply nodded and said "fine! Just get as far as you can from the house!" I pointed at the edge of the woods that surrounded our home.

I darted through the house getting repeatedly hit by debris that burned my hair and arms. I finally ran into the wall next to my parents doorway and looked inside only to find a scarring sight. A shattered window, a fire covered ceiling, torn blankets, and a crimson colored liquid dripping from my mother's hand that hung off the side of the bed. My parents were lifeless and there was nothing I could do. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I stood in shock staring at the scene. "Mom," I squeaked till my rage built up and I clenched my jaw. "MOM! DAD! PLEASE! I CAN'T DO THIS BY MYSELF! (S/N) NEEDS YOU! I NEED YOU! YOU SAID YOU WOULD ALWAYS BE THERE FOR US! THEN WHERE ARE YOU?!?," I screamed coughing between words.

Suddenly I got shocked back into reality as rubble came crashing in front of me catching some of my hair burning it. I swiftly swung myself back and prepared to run as one thing ran itself through my mind 'I will not leave (s/n) alone it's only us now'. I sprinted for my life as the building fell around me, my eyes stinging as well as my lungs and skin. I was just about to open the door as a large chunk of burning wood smacked onto my back tearing my shirt and severely burning my back just under my left shoulder blade. I yelped in pain as i fell to the ground still pulling myself out the door with tears welling up in my eyes from the pain.

'I can't and I won't leave you, I'm going to make it to you' I thought as I pulled my self to my feet unable to breath as I coughed violently. My legs shook as I sprinted through the door to my sister at the edge of the woods. I then grabbed ahold of her hugging her tightly as I continued to cough trying to clear my lungs of the smoke. I hear a little, squeaky voice say "(f/n) where is mommy and daddy?". I remained quiet and hugging her tighter, she seemed to understand, burying her face in my shirt crying.

'I must stay strong for (s/n), I must not cry' I told myself holding in my tears even if it was hard for a seven year old. I held (s/n) close as I watched our home get engulfed in flames. 'Someone murdered our parents, people are NOT to be trusted' I know what adults do to kids like (s/n) and I. They take us away and send us to a place where kids with no parents stay and that is a place I am not letting my own sister stay. My sadness now replaced with anger, I stared as our house began to fall within itself. I took (s/n)'s hand and turned towards the woods and began walking through the dark quietness.