I recognized the girl as my sister Alex "Oh this day keeps getting better and better" I exclaimed sarcastically, she jumped out of the bed and covered herself with a sheet on the floor "You're 'ome early babe" David said in surprise and nervousness, I glared at him "Oh you're right I'm sorry do carry on" I said with an' tone, he sighed and I faced Alex "And you. You're my sister, what the fuck is it with my family and hurting me?" I asked, she stuttered "Well let me help yah speak" I spat, I jumped over the bed and grabbed her by the bare shoulders about to do some serious damage, she suddenly started screaming and I noticed steam coming from my hands that were on her shoulders,
she started shaking violently at the same time and I didn't know what to do, her whole body turned bright red and her head snapped back, a bright light shone out of her eyes and mouth before dissapearing completely, she fell to the floor and I gasped, her eyes had been burned out and she had scorch marks where my hands had been "What the fuck?" David shouted, I turned to him both upset, scared and angry "You did it again" I snapped, he started shaking with fear
"I'm sorry Babe, I swear I won't do it again" he begged, I jumped on him and put my hands on the side of his head "Too late!" I screamed, his whole body shook violently just like my sisters had before the same thing happened, I fell off him and panted, the thing had drained me and I suddenly realised what I had done, I had just murdered my sister and boyfriend "Holy shit" I whimpered covering my mouth with my hands, I felt horrible...what was I going to do now?
I poked his body but all that happend was a scorch mark appear on his stomach where I had poked him, I let a few tears fall before going downstairs and finding the fags, I took them upstairs and lit the room on fire before leaving, I watched the house burn down with both my sister and boyfriend inside and I didn't feel regret anymore, all I felt was fear, fear of what I had done, and how I had done it.
I woke up the next day in my old bed, I moved in with my mum after the whole fire ordeal and she had welcomed me in, I always reffered to mum's boyfriend as my dad, my real one never stuck around long enough to meet me so Darren took the role of my dad, but after his mum died he changed, he became verbally abusive towards my mum and she kept up with it,
I still had the necklace he gave me when I was younger, he used to say I was his sunshine, that I brightened up his day whenever he saw me, but now he was just a sad, bitter and drunk old man "Mum I'm going to my community service" I said pausing to let her know, she nodded and I left the house.