Forsaken

The morning was full of life and light. I pulled back the curtains and gazed straight at the sun. I felt the warmth of its light grace my face and then I looked back into my room. A tip. As per usual, but what would anyone expect from a 16 year old who's just left high school. I looked at my calendar. July 15th 2015. It must have been at least 10 o'clock as the sun was almost directly above the house and that usually meant it was lunchtime to me. I closed the curtains and the room was ushered into darkness.

I stumbled amongst all the debris on the floor to find the carpet so I could find my way over to the light switch. I made a leapt to where I thought the light switch was and missed. I collided with the door and could feel a massive lump on my head.

"Dammit!" I yelled trying to pick myself up of the floor. I thought to myself as to what I hit but no sooner had I come to an explanation had my dad come and smash the very thing I had collided with back on top of me. He came running through the door and smashed it into my already mangled body.

"Oh shit. Sorry son. I came to see what happened. I thought you'd collapsed again." Dad picked me up and turned the light on. The light burned my eyes and I had to look away until I was used to it again. My dad looked me over and saw the bruise on my head. "Now that looks painful." He poked it with his middle finger.

"OW!" I jolted backwards and slipped on my hover board. The hover board went flying into the wall leaving a dent where it had hit and I collided with the ground yet again. "This just isn't my day."

"Well at the moment it isn't but maybe when you meet up with your mates this afternoon it will be better." Dad looked at me with reassuring eyes and I nodded my head. "Good now I've got your breakfast downstairs on the table for you. Just get changed and then you can come down and eat it." He smiled and walked through the door. I watched him go through the door and felt sorry for him. Since mum disappeared he's tried to help me as much as he can but I guess he needs some help.

I got changed rather quickly to say that I had just hit my head twice and probably badly hurt my ribs but I could still see thing properly. I grabbed my phone and my wallet off the table and jumped over the junk in front of my door and headed off down that stairs. While going down the stairs I thought I felt something brush across my neck but there was nothing there and I carried on now going ever so slightly faster down the stairs. I turned the bottom of the stairs and walked into the kitchen where my breakfast was already laid out on the table but to my surprise I couldn't see dad who was always here when I got up. I assumed that he must've gone outside to get the paper or to take the rubbish to the front garden. I waited at least ten minute until my stomach's rumbling compelled me to eat without him.

I had just finished my breakfast when Chris called.

"Hey. You know about us meeting this afternoon. Change of plan it's this night instead. You still gunna come with us." Chris's voice seemed a little weaker than usual but I guessed it was the early morning that had affected it.

"Yeah just need to make sure it's ok with my dad and I'll phone you back." I waited for Chris to answer.

"Why don't you write him a note and just tell him to phone you if there is anything wrong. He won't mind it." I could hear somebody who was with Chris start to chuckle.

"Fine then I'll leave a note, but where are we meeting now?" I asked and was almost instantly given a reply, almost as if it had been recorded and played back word for word.

"The front yard of the old St Mary's church. Be there by half 10 or you won't be part of the fun." All the people on Chris's side of the line started to laugh and I swear I could hear someone murmur in the background "Yeah Dead Fun" but I guess it was just my head playing tricks with me.

"Ok then see you there." I hung up and started hitting my head and looking around the room. Where's dad? I walked through the house and walked into every room. I stopped at the top of the stairs and felt something touch my neck again. This time it felt cold, almost frozen, and it wasn't a gentle touch like before, it was painful. I placed my hand on my neck and pushed in deep to try and relieve some of the pain. I looked at my hand and saw that it was covered in blood. I jumped around and looked all over the staircase for any sign of where it came from but nothing was there. I decided to grab my stuff and leave the house before anything else happened.

I ran into my room and picked up my bag. I threw all the weapons I had into it. A couple of lighters, some WD40, 2 penknives and my I took my dads' army pistol, which was a souvenir from his time in the service. I popped out the mag and looked in it. It was fully loaded which meant that should anything happen, I would be safe and dad wouldn't worry about me knowing I had this with me. I flew down the stairs not slowing anywhere. I hit the ground floor and went straight into the kitchen and picked up a note pad from the draw. I quickly scribbled down a letter for dad so that he wouldn't worry about me and placed it on the fridge.

The house was empty but I had this overwhelming feeling as if someone of something was watching me in the house. I ran through all the doors until I reached the back door which I had the key for somewhere in my pocket. I fumbled with it in my pocket until I could get a good grip on it and quickly pushed it into the lock. I turned around and looked back into the empty hall and I was sure that I could see another shadow further down the hall coming from the front room. I turned the key and pushed the door open so that it flew far around the corner and crashed into the stone wall of the house making a loud bang making anything in the house aware that I was leaving the house in a rush. I darted through the door and I was sure I could hear the sounds of someone running through the house towards the back door.

I grabbed the door and through it back into the house and made for the hedges at the back of the garden. I climbed over the hedge and landed in another garden. I turned around and looked back at my house. I could see many shadows appearing at the windows. Then suddenly all the curtains drew closed. I looked closely at the back door and waited for something to come out. I could see that there was something there as it's shadow was casting far in the hall. Whatever it was it was huge and it wasn't my dad. I stared at the single window for 5 minute waiting for something to appear until I saw what I believed to be at first a head but its eyes were almost ruby red and it looked like nothing that I have ever seen before.