Guilty | 02

                                    

                                          
I entered my home to a drunk father, he laid on the same sofa he was on when I left a couple of hours ago. I sighed, he haven't even moved, he wore the same thing he had this morning; and the same blanket I put above him is still there.
                          
After the night at Yellow Brooke House, my mother fell very ill, the doctors said she had gotten a strange new disease that they had never encountered before; Dan was put into therapy after what happened and so were I, we were both called crazy. Soon after me and my father moved out of town to get away from all that happened, he didn't take my mothers death very well.
                          
I walked over to him, checked his heartbeat; it was fine.
                          
From nowhere my vision changed, my fathers body had been ripped apart and blood was splattered all across the walls and floor; his eyes were open and stared at me like they were quietly judging my every movement, they were red and lifeless.
                          
I backed of but when I did my no-longer dead father jumped out out of his lifeless state and grabbed me by the shoulders, my vision switched back and he still laid there covered in puke like nothing had ever happened.
                          
I sighed in relief.
                          
-
                          
"So Luna, how are you today?" Miss Dermy asked, I shrugged. "Tired, sick of everything."
                          
She gave me a comforting smile. "Life can be like that sometimes, how was school?" I shrugged again. "Someone tried to bully me again."
                          
"What happened?"
                          
I showed a joyful smile to my therapist. "I fell to the ground laughing at them, what you said helped. Some kids thanked me for standing up for them." I giggled. "More like laying down for them."
                          
She took my hand and smiled up at my eyes that were covered by my hoodie, I took it off. "Maybe it's a path toward getting a friend." Her hand started to rott, it became completely black; I pulled away my hand and into the safety of my hoodie.
                          
She noticed the sudden fear in my eyes.
                          
"I can't."
                          
"Why?"
                          
"You know why."
                          
"You'll curse them? Just like you cursed your other friends." 
                          
A tear fell to the cold stone ground. 
                          
"Dan is being bullied and in therapy because of me, Dorothy went missing; Erik kept getting hurt over and over and my mother fell ill because of me, all because of that fucking house."
                          
"None of that was your fault, stuff like this happens. It may seem unfair, but the world takes what the world takes." I nodded to get this over with, not that I believed it for a second..
                          
"I'll talk with you on Monday Luna, until then; don't be too hard on yourself."
                          
Dermy handed me some cash. "Here you go, because I'm nice." I gave her a smile and headed out the door and toward the park.
                          
-
                          
I moved around with my hoodie over my head, peeking through the small hole in the hoodie; when suddenly I bumped into someone and it fell off my head. "Oh! Luna." Someone said, I lost my balance and stumbled right into the fountain.
                          
While I were in the fountain the girl who stared back at me looked odd, she had black hair; red glowing eyes and a devilish smile. I jumped out of the fountain and then I quickly realized that it was just Jamie.
                          
"Sorry!" She said with a sweet bright voice, her hair was blonde and long down to her neck. Her eyes were clear light green and a smile brightened up her face. She was a little bit taller than me, I smiled at her. "It's fine, don't worry." I walked out of the fountain, throwing water off of me and some at her.
                          
"So! Were you headed somewhere?" she questioned, I'm starting to think that this was a setup. "Yeah.. to get food." Jamie smiled. "Great! Why don't I join you then?"
                          
"Because you have pizza sauce around your mouth and I am pretty sure that, that means you have already eaten." she froze, then comes with the dumbest excuse I had heard in my lifetime. "Whaaat-- noo. That's just.. uh soap!"
                          
I giggled. "I'm honored that you want to spend time with me, but it wouldn't turn out well."
                          
"Please!" she yelled desperately behind my back. I looked back, I thought. ' I really need someone. ' I sighed. "Fine, at your own risk." I could hear a quiet ' yes! ' from her direction.
                          
"Sorry about the fountain, thought it'd create a cool scene--" she paused herself right in her own words. "What do you mean at my own risk!?" I looked at her and let out a deep breath I had been holding for awhile.
                          
-
                          
I laid in the warmth of my bed; I could hear the wind whistle through my opened window. Exactly like it did that night a year ago; the window blasted into tiny pieces throwing glass shards all over the floor. 
                          
A strong burst of wind threw off my blanket and next to my bed stood two black siluetts, they were wearing what looked like black coats, I stared at them frozen in horror; freezing even though it was a summer night.
                          
I heard a voice. "You left us to die in there."
                          
It echoed like we were back in that house, it was Diana. I could hear Lucas and Diana's cry from the wind circling around in my room, throwing papers with it and making it freezing cold in here. 
                          
My tears covered the bed, I tried to get out a scream or anything but it felt like the air was being sucked out of the space even though it was like a storm inside the room; I could barely breath.
                          
I slammed my pillow above my head even though it gave me a harder time to breath.
                          
The two siluetts started to chant above me in a language that was unknown to my mind, I couldn't speak and I could barely breath. Then I finally got out a quiet word right before passing out of exhaustion. "S-Stop." I stuttered.
                          
-
                          
I woke up screaming, my blanket flew half across the room; my father came inside with a tired exhausted face; short haircut and puke all over his clothes like usually. I couldn't stop screaming until he ran up to me and sat down beside me, he grabbed my hand. "Stop." 
                          
I stopped, he looked very angry.
                          
"I have work today Lu, you can't keep doing this." he stood up and walked off from my cold and horrified self, he looked at the window. "This is the second time this month Lu, stop breaking the windows." he sighed and walked out disappointed and angry, I took a glance toward the door where he left. 
                          
"It wasn't me.." I let out a quiet growl after he no longer could hear.
                          
I sighed, the window was scattered into tiny shards all over the floor, my pillow was wet with blood, was I crying blood? I angrily throwed my pillow at the floor, then sighed and looked at the time.
                          
3:20am