Chapter 2: Carnage of the heart.
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING I JUST OWN A FINGER AND A HAND AND MAYBE A TOE!
I walked the lonely roads of my street alone, wallowing in self pity. Everyone was laughing on the bus and the worst part I couldn't find Rodrick, maybe he didn't want to be seen with me anymore. The incident with Marsha still left me boiling with anger. I never got embarrassed, not for anything. Being a walking Taco Bell was the worst thing ever. I'm heading straight home to plot revenge on that prissy little idiot.
I headed up the driveway of my white house, noticing my parent's cars were parked. Jamming my key a little to forcefully into the door, sending a jolt up my wrist, I opened the heavy oak door.
"MOM I'M HOME!" I yelled into the house. I didn't receive a snappish reply back, which was strange considering she hated yelled greetings. I shrugged it off, guess she's not in the mood. I try not to aggravate my mother, because when she's grumpy the loch ness moster looks like a puppy. I dumped my bag and headed for the kitchen, expecting my dad to be there.
"Hey Dad where's-" i was cut off by the lack of presence in the room. Where is everyone? I looked out the corridor which the kitchen sat on, deserted. I scurried out, sudden chills running down my spine. I took a peek into all the rooms on the bottom level, kinda afraid what I'll find. Yet no one seemed home, which is strange seeing both cars are here. Maybe they went down for a walk. I shuffled nervously into the living room, switching on the TV and watching it blare to life. I curled up on the couch, my senses on edge. I was barely listening to my stupid reality show, I was trying to find any signs that my parents were back. I'm used to staying by myself, but something's just not right.
I heard a a loud THUD echo upstairs, scaring the living daylights out of me. I jumped up from my seat, standing stock still waiting for another sound to instigate me to investigate. Another yet duller THUD, guess it's time to investigate. I quietly padded out the living room and up the stairs, trying not to let whatever was upstairs know I was there. I heard a couple of muffled yells, coming from my parent's room. I quickened my pace, still trying to be quiet. I stood outside their door, ear pressed against the cold wood. A full blown yell which sounded a lot like my Mom. My hand flew to knob, twisting it in vain as it would not budge. I looked frantically around, trying to find a way to get inside. I'll just have to break the door. I slammed my body against the door, ramming it with the force of the adrenaline which hammered my veins. I broke the lock with a satisfying crunch, barelling into the room.
The walls were stained with red liquid, in fact it was everywhere. Everything was out of place and destroyed, and there was only one light to light up the room. It was pretty dingy and scary. I swivelled my eyes to bed, my heart dropping into my stomach. My parent's were lying on the bed, motionless and pale. Their eyes were glazed over in terror, like they had been frozen. I raced toward them, dropping to my knees. I probably impaled myself with broken glass but I didn't care as I hurriedly tried to check their pulse. Nothing, nothing! No beat. I broke down in sobs, burying my head in their sides. They can't be gone! I cried loudly, putting my mother's hand on my cheek and holding my dad's hand.
"Please come back... Mommy, Daddy. I need you, please..." I choked out, tears streaming down my face. I closed their eyes, hoping they were at peace now.
An evil chuckle sounded behind me and suddenly I was flying through the air, my back hitting the wall. The deafening crunch of something breaking echoing through the room. I started to feel my vision fade but I fought against it to see my attackers. A beautiful man and woman stood before me, smiling sickly.
"Awww poor baby!" Said the man. The woman snickered and kicked my stomach, making me cough up blood and keel over.
"She'll join them." she said. They advanced on wards towards my trembling form, they looked almost hungry. They're going to kill me and I was ok with that. They took away everything from, why not my life? My vision was fading and all I could see was them. They're was a deafening roar that awoke me from semi conscious state, followed by the sound of a metallic scrape and a scream. A bronzed haired man and a mahogany haired woman came up to me, the man picking me up.
"I'm so sorry..." Was all I heard before I blacked out. I wasn't except sound and thought. All I heard was whistling wind and fast paced voices.
Then the fire started.
SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT!