Chapter 10: Bloody Footprints
When I was finally ready to wake up, I hopped out of bed and went downstairs. Not really caring about being in my pajamas and my hair messy. I could hear the distant chatter and small noises, of what was probably Alyx and Lucifer playing a video game. That seemed to be their version of fighting, I was about to run and join them, when I stepped in something, thick, warm and wet.
Gross! I was about to yell at Gabby about letting the dog in the house, when I looked down to see it was red. It was a small river of blood, the smell empowering, a smell I knew well from last year, and it was fresh. I felt ready to faint, but followed the trail of blood, not even realizing it as if in a trance where all I could feel was my heartbeat. It led me to the broom closet, I knew what I was probably going to find, but still opened it, there was nothing inside except for a few coats.
I sighed, closing the door, and then suddenly Bonita was standing there, as if she were hiding behind the door. She was bound and gagged, her neck slit, her eyes glassy and unseeing, her face pale. I don't know how I noticed all this in a split second, but then I screamed. The body immediately fell on top of me, as if the invisible strings holding her up had just snapped. I could feel that her body heat had not even completely left her. I screamed louder pushing her off me, running to the living room, leaving a trail of bloody footprints.