The Lilith File
Part 7
Blood dripped from my hair and my clothes were soaked in it. I stood up and looked around the room. it was stained with flesh and blood, Sliding of the walls and the stench disgusted me. I wiped blood from above by eye and turned back to my parents. They we're ripped to shreds like ribbons at a four year olds birthday party. I hadn't ate since I drank from amber the doctors assistant, and the nasty stench of my parents blood didn't make me want to a meal right now. I started to walk around the house looking at the familiar items I've grown so use to. But after a quick look into the rooms and grabbing random things I thought I might need, I slowly walked to the last room. My sister rose's room. I stepped in listening to the creaking of the door. I didn't know why I was being to cautious, I just didn't feel so sure. One of the people who I didn't want to see me like this was Rose. My eyes the color of scarlet and having long nail with sharp fangs. I reacted of blood and torn flesh. If she saw me like this, her little sister with this frightening look. I hung my head down as I entered the room. I didn't hear any one or smell hot breath. I looked up and the room was empty, Of course she wouldn't be here. She's always at her boyfriends after she had Mily. I started to walk out when something caught me eye.
On the dresser I saw a shiny flash of red. I walked over to the dresser and saw a four point necklace with a flower between each point. I was beautiful. I picked it up and moved it back and forth, it was red but shined blue when light hit it. I put it around my neck squeezing it not caring that my parents blood was getting on my sisters necklace. I walked out of her room and went back through the hall when I noticed the Chinese calendar on the wall. I had a heart make up leaves with four members or a family in poking out from it. Under that it read 'Happy Family.' I slammed my hand against the calendar smearing blood and flesh over the entire thing. Why? Why did they act that way? It's not my fault I'm like this…..It's not. I cared about them and they didn't even welcome me back. "WHY?!?!" I clutched the calendar dragging it down with me as I aloud my self fall to my knee's. Tears started to fall. I was expecting the warm feeling of hot tears to run down my cheek. The feeling that always comforted me when I was human. Instead they were cold, Ice cold. They left frozen trails as the slide of my chin and shattered as they fell to the hard wood floor. This was annoying me now. I could feel the anger boil up into me like a bowl of hot soup. I slammed my palm to the floor only to have some thing cold shoot out of my hand. I threw me back, causing me to hit the wall Hard. I sat up quickly, I didn't want myself to pass out. I stood to my feet and looked around the dark hallway. Well, it was done. My parents are dead and now I have to take the rest out…..just not her. I stumbled as I walked into the kitchen catching my self on the counter by the fridge.
WILL NOT BE CONTINUED!...Because I started to hate it! :p