Her fingers had messily slipped across the wound. Her grandfathers breath began to get labored as she had taken in sharp breath, the tears streaming down her face as she shook her head.
"Please be okay, I told my mom -"
"Cailey, you'll be okay." His words sounded rough, strained as his hand had pressed against his smaller ones. Spreading the red across her pale fingers. Her eyes flickered up as she shook her head.
"Just hold on a little longer, they'll be here soon. You'll be okay, you have to be. You're all I have left don't leave me." Her words spoke as she watched the older man slowly smile.
"My strong little raven." He spoke as his fingers tucked her hair behind her ear. She watched his last breath escape his lips. His hand slowly falling to the ground. Her mouth opened as she went to speak, but only the sob escaped her lips.
"You promised me." She spoke as she had heard the sirens approaching quickly, but for her not quick enough. She rested her head against the man's chest. Her hands clutching tightly onto his jacket as she had stilled her own movements. The small sobs filled the small house, she had looked up when she heard the door smash open again. The rugs on her body to get her away had only kept her more reckless.
"You where late! You can't save him now. Why!" Her words escaped her lips as she had ripped her arm away from one man. Her knee's hitting the ground as she watched them work. The pale white hair of her grandfather had been covered in the crimson color. Her shoulders sank as she had let her eyes fall to her lap. To the red color that stained the carpet below her. The last thing she had to watch over her left her.
***
"Cailey I can assure you we aren't here to hurt you." The woman spoke as the girl had kept her eyes on her lap. The blanket wrapped would her shoulder kept her warm with in the walls of the place she didn't want to be.
"I know you don't want to hurt me, he wants to hurt me. He wants me dead and just like everyone else he's killed them all." Cailey spoke as she heard the pen writing across the woman's clip board.
"You said he, who is he." The woman spoke as Cailey looked up, she held a hatred in her eyes. Another story she'd tell in her life that meant nothing to them.
"The same man my mother warned you pieces of shit about! The same one my father called you about, he watched us. Like prey to him he liked that we didn't know who he was. He wanted us to be scared. When they asked for help you did nothing! You let them die and now just like them my grandfather died." Cailey's words spoke with venom as she had stood up. Her chair scratching against the floor. Her hands pressed against the table as she leans over towards the woman. "You want to help me, let me go before he kills the next person you decide to put me with." She spoke as she had felt a hand resting on her shoulder. Her eyes shot back a dark glare as she had looked at the blonde.
"I can assure you, he won't be killing anyone in here." The man spoke as Cailey shoved her shoulder out of his hand as she had whipped around to face him
"And how can you prove that to me? My grandfather too every precaution, alarms, fences, dogs. He got through it all like it was nothing." Cailey spoke as she had shoved the blanket off her shoulders shoving it into the man's chest as she had approached the door. "You didn't listen the first time, I don't except you to listen this time either." She snapped as she stepped out to the escorts. She followed in silence as she had let a deep breath out. This was something she'd have to handle herself.
***
Her hands had pressed the door opened she could hear the soft click behind her as she had maneuvered around the house. Her feet softly tapping against the hardwood floor, she had crossed over the carpet. Her eyes lingered on the red spot on the floor as she kept walking.
