Crimson

Save Them

A/N- any thing with ^around it is a flashback since I can't do italic fonts for some reason.. *trigger warning for later on..*

"YOU CAN'T SCREAM AT HER LIKE THAT!" I heard my mom scream from downstairs. "SHE'S NINETEEN!! SHE'S OLD ENOUGH!" I heard my father scream back. The creatures kept emerging from the posters on my wall, melting out from the carpet, falling from the ceiling. I heard a gruff voice next to me say.
"Save them, Michaela. You can save them from their suffering." I looked down, to see one of the many creatures. I cowered back. "S-Save them from..What?" I questioned, softly. "From their abuse towards each other. They're tearing this family apart." I smiled. "You get it, I'm not wrong after all."
The creature sort of smiled. I couldn't tell due to its rapidly changing façade. "I do get it Michaela. I see what you mean when you think about your family." I looked up at the ceiling. "When I do it, what will I do with Jade and Damian..?" "You'll get your parents, just fine. But with Jade and Damian, I don't know. you'll have to find out,Michaela." I smiled at the creature, with its odd color skin and red eyes. "Thank you. I will finally get to do this, to save them."
I stood, and walked over to the off white closet door. I opened it, quietly so nobody could hear. I rummaged through the clothes lying amongst the closet floor,and at the bottom lie a turquoise and ivory knife, that I always kept in case somebody broke in.
"There you are old friend." I grabbed the handle, the notches where my fingers were still felt completly and utterly perfect to me. When I grabbed it, it brought back memories of when I was 13-16. I was a horrible self harmer.. ^^I rushed home from school. I had to cut.. I had to cut.. I ran upstairs, not even bothering to say hello to my parents. I flung open my my door, and threw my school bag down. The contents of the small bag flung everywhere. I didn't care. My closet door nearly flew off the hinges. I quickly grabbed the colored knife, peeling off my jacket. My jacket landed somewhere in the corner. I unsheathed the knife it's protective casing, the blade shining like new. I smiled at the glint of the blade in the sunlight coming in through the window. I brought the sharp weapon to my wrist, pressing down to that it glided flawlessly across my imperfect skin. The blood rose to the surface, causing a smile to spread across my face.^^^ Ah. Silly, foolish me, thinking that that could do me any harm. My thirteen year old self didn't realize what ones mind could do to someone. I gripped the knife, before quietly opening the door, sliding into the hallway, checking if anybody was in the hallway. Nobody was roaming the hall,so I proceeded down the stairs. I peeked around the corner seeing if my father was in the living room. He was, so I snuck up behind his chair. I tapped on his shoulder, and he turned.
"Michaela Ashlynn Golden, what are you doing out of your room?!" He stood. He towered over me, but I wasnt intimidated. He pushed me up against the wall, but I just smiled. "You think this is fucking funny, you little slut?" He punched the wall next to my head. I didn't even flinch. I smiled sweetly. "Oh, Father.. I wouldn't do that if I were you." I said gripping the knife behind my back. "Oh, back talking now, are we? You one brave little bitch." I looked up at his horrible face. "I sure am!" I smiled and pulled out my knife. I quickly ducked under his legs, and stood up on the other side.
I slashed the back of his neck, not deep enough to kill, but to cause him to fall to the dirty wooden floor. "Are you happy,Daddy..?" I knelt next to him. "Are you happy?" I stabbed his arm, causing him to scream out in agony. "FUCKING ANSWER ME! ARE YOU HAPPY YOU DROVE YOUR DAUGHTER TO INSANITY, YOU PIECE OF SHIT?!" I stabbed his side. I laughed. "I-I.." "No words,HUH?! I'LL FUCKING MAKE
YOU SPEAK!" I stabbed his stomach repeatedly. "Are you happy..?" He coughed up blood. Dark red blood.. I pulled the knife out quickly, splattering blood in my hair and on my clothes. I stabbed his ankles,twice each. "I'll leave you to die, you worthless peace of shit. Your lucky I saved you from misery.." I walked out of the room, which would be the death room of my father, and into the kitchen.
"Mom.. I love you. You've done so much for me. You've stood up for me when I couldn't myself.. And even though I'm 19.. You still take care of me. I'm horrible.. But still love me. I'm so sorry mom, just remember I love you. Please forgive me.. but I'm only saving you. Mama." I had tears streaming down my face. I don't want to kill my mom.. But she has to be saved. She'll be better now. I slammed my eyes shut, and stabbed my moms neck. She fell to the ground. She looked up at me. I was sobbing. "Mama I love you. I'm so..so sorry." She looked up at me through glassy eyes and said. "It's okay. Baby girl.. I f-forgive y-you. I-I love you too. You had too.. Save.. Us.." Her hand weakly stroked my hair. "Tell jade and Damian.. I l-lov.. Them.." I sobbed. "I will mama. I will." Her hand dropped to the kitchen linoleum. I stroked my moms red hair. "I'm sorry.. Mama.. I I love you."
I stood and walked up to Jade's room. I knocked. She opened the door. "Hey.. Michaela, baby, what's wrong..? She pulled me into her arms. Letting me cry onto her shirt. She looked at the blood covering me. She pulled me onto her bed. "You finally snapped.. Didn't you.. Sissy?" She calmly asked me. I slowly nodded "I didn't want to do it to mama.. But i had to save them.." She just nodded her head. "It's ok sissy.. It's gonna be ok." "We have to get out.. You know that, Michaela" I stood. "We'll go to Vancouver, it sounds ridiculous, I know, but I know people there. She stated. "Ill get mine ad Damian's things, you get your own, okay, sissy?" "O-ok.."
I walked into my room. I grabbed one of the bags I had in my closet, grabbing clothes, the knife, another knife, and a picture of me,my mom, And Jade. It was before Damian was born. I ran downstairs, grabbing my moms 4leaf clover necklace off her neck. I grabbed my moms purse, taking all the money she had out of it. I also grabbed my dads wallet, taking his money, too. Jade walked downstairs moments later, with Damian in tow, and looked at me and said, "Ready for Vancouver,Michaela?"