Just something that came to me..it's a work in progress...I have a pretty good idea where the story is going..Hope you enjoy.R&R
DISCLAIMER: I don't own LWD.
1.
.All of them, dead.
Casey's body shivered as she walked aimlessly down the street. Her eyes were bloodshot from crying; she no longer produced the ability to cry. The smell of blood on her clothes was starting to maker sick.
Dead.
She could hear them. The sounds of them screaming. The sounds of them being killed. She tightly closed her eyes, and bit her lip. All she saw were those horrid images playing over, and over in her head. Her body to shake more fiercely, and tears started to pour. She collapsed to the ground. Where? She didn't know, nor did she care. How her body managed to get her anywhere was astonishing. The truth was they were dead, all of them, and she saw it happen.
2.
"George turn on the news, I want to see the weather," George listened, and clicked it to the News. Nora sat down next to him with a bowl of popcorn.
"Aw, the love birds snuggling up in front of the TV with popcorn," Derek said sarcastically. He pretended to gag.
"Shouldn't you be at work?" George asked,slightly annoyed, with a mouth full of popcorn.
"Sally made me switch days with her. She wanted more."
"How come?" Nora asked.
"She needs the money. She gets off in like fifteen minutes, so I'm going to pick her up for our date."
George sent him devilish smile. "Have fun," he winked.
"Not to much though," Nora interjected.
Derek rolled his eyes, and headed for the kitchen.
George and Nora's eyes widened when they saw the news banner flash by.
Shooting at local restaurant Smelly Nelly. No known survivors.
Channel ten reporter Christy Mogwia came on screen.
"At just forty-thirty today, three men entered the well known restaurant Smelly Nelly, in what I'm sure these people thought was going to be a normal robbery. They were sadly mistaken. No evidence has surfaced as to why these men committed such an act,However, the crooks did manage to make off with at least five hundred dollars. Other then the anonymous tip that the cops received, there is no known survivor from this massacre. The identies of these men are unknown because they were wearing masks. Local authorities urge that if you have information, to please contact them at once."
Derek came walking back into the family room with a sandwich in his hand.
"Alright people I am out." Derek paused and looked at the TV. His heart sank into his stomach. George tried to console Derek, but he just backed away.
"She's okay," he started to mutter over, and over under his breath.
"Is Casey back from Smelly Nelly's yet?" Lizzie asked while coming down the stairs.
"What?" Nora's voice cracked.
"We are supposed to see a movie when she gets back from hanging with her friends."
Nora couldn't feel herself breath. She jumped from the coach, and fished her keys out of her purse."
"Nora calm down," George said , but she ignored him.
Derek was trying to call Sally, this was the fifth time that he had gotten her voicemail. He grabbed his keys and followed Nora out the door.
"What's going on?" Lizzie asked looking up at George.
Nora let out a scream, George and Lizzie both rushed outside.
In her arms, she was cradling Casey. Casey looked warped, completely out of it. She was shaking and covered in blood. She was mumbling something incoherently under her breath.
"Help me get her to the car!" Nora shouted. George reacted, and helped get Casey into the garage. Derek's car was missing.
Casey didn't speak at all in the car. She sat there staring blankly out the window, continuously mumbling something. Lizzie did her best to comfort Casey.
3.
"Damn red light," Derek continued to call Sally's phone. He heard a buzzing sound coming from the back seat, he turn and saw it was her phone. She must have left it there, last night after their date. Twenty missed calls flashed on the screen. Derek held back tears as he picked it up, and slid it into his pocket.
When he entered the hospital, he immediately ran to the front desk. The nurse was in her own world typing rapidly at her computer. She was heavy set, tan colored, with curly black hair.
Derek started tapping on the counter repeatedly to get her attention.
"May I help you?" she asked sharply, looking up at him annoyed.
"Yes, was anyone brought in by the name Sally Todd?"
"Are you are relative?"
"No, but I'm her boyfriend."
"Sorry, information, such as this, can only be given to family members."
"No!" Derek shouted, pounding his fist on the counter.
"Sir, I'm going to ask you to wait outside, or else security will escort you out," her brown eyes pierced through him, and he backed away. He was turning to go outside when he saw Sally's parents come
in.
"Derek!" Mrs. Todd, Karen, exclaimed. She brought him into a hug, he reciprocated.
Derek never got close, or met, the parents of the girls he dated. With Sally it was different. He actually liked her parents, and got along with them.
"I'll go find something out," Mr. Todd, Frank, said. Derek and Karen nodded.
Sally inherited most of her looks from her mother. Her figure, blonde hair, and eyes. She did, however, resemble her father a good bit; but what kind of compliment would it be to say to her father, "I see where Sally gets her good looks." Not to mention it could be offensive to Sally, seeing as her father wears thick ugly glasses, and is balding.
Frank came walking back to them fifteen minutes later, his face didn't look very happy.
"They want us to come and ID a body to see if it's hers." Karen about choked, but held her composure. They talked to the nurse, and were able to get Derek permission to come along with them.
The morgue was cold, and smelled weird. It left with the creepiest feeling under your skin. Derek's stomach turned at knowing there was dead people around him. The nurse brought them to this large silver file cabinet looking thing. She pulled open the drawer, and in it was a body bag. Derek, and Sally's parents, held their breaths as the nurse unzipped the bag. Everything in Derek died when he saw that it was Sally. Her mother fell to ground sobbing uncontrollably, while her father turned away. Derek couldn't be in there, he had to leave. He walked out into the hallway. As he was making his way back to the waiting room, he passed by two gossiping nurses, and over heard them mention someone from the Smelly Nelly's shooting. They were Hispanic looking
"Poor girl, couldn't imagine being so young and pregnant," the two nurses nodded in agreement.
"What was her name?" Derek asked turning towards them. They gave him a curious look, he quickly thought of a lie. "My friend was involved in the shooting, I still haven't found her, she was pregnant," both of the nurses had compassion come over their face.
"I believe her name was, Sally something. Tall, blonde hair, she was about six weeks or so. Is that your friend?"
Derek shook his head no, and continued walking towards the waiting room, his heart felt like it had shattered into a thousand pieces. He saw Emily's parents, Max's parents, and Sheldon's parents, they were all in tears.
Is this ever going to end?
Derek walked outside, and got into his car. His built up emotion finally surfaced as rage, and he started punching his steering wheel. After five minutes of repeatedly hitting his steering wheel, he broke down into tears.