"Jade… sweetheart. You can tell me what happened," Max, my dad's partner, said to me thirteen minutes after I woke up. Sighing I glared at him.
"Max, I did tell you. Dad hit me and i passed out. the last thing I saw was a guy that killed him." Max shook his head. I roll my eyes, "The only details I remember are black hair, pale skin, and a creep smile." Max looked frustrated.
"Look, Jade, it sounds like something from a horror movie. If you did something you ca-"
"I know what I fucking saw! I am not lying Max!"
"And it also just so happens that you saw your dad kill your mom and he apparently he hit you." I gasp. How can he not believe me. There isn't any evidence of me doing anything. Then an ambulance rolled up. What is an ambulance doing here? They already took Dad's body, I think to myself. Then, the EMTs grabbed me. Screaming and kicking, I try to fight back. I don't know what going on. Then, the idea hits me.
"I'm not crazy! Max! I didn't do anything!"
"We are just making sure. We don't want a psycho bitch to be running around." With that the door closed on the back of the ambulance with me in it. that was the the last time I was ever truly normal.