Kiss the Demons out of my Dreams, chapter 15
CARRIE'S POV
It was still dark when I pulled up at my parent's house. Quietly, I picked the lock and crept in. Making as little noise as possible, I went up the stairs to my parent's bedroom. I peeked through their door and saw my father's ugly face in a strip of light. I was filled with a whole new anger. I walked swiftly over to the bed where my parents lay peacefully. They didn't deserve to sleep peacefully while I lay awake with nightmares! I took a deep breath, closed my eyed, and let my rage flow through me. I plunged my knife into my father, over and over again. Then, I did the same to my mother, tears streaming uncontrollably down my face.
Hours later, I found myself in front of the pond. I couldn't remember how I had gotten there. I was crouching by the water, staring at my reflection in the cool, dark water. My eyes were red and puffy, eyeliner was smeared down my face. My trembling hands were stained with blood. I wasn't sure how long I stayed there, but as the sun rose higher, I numbly walked back to the car and drove away, this time for good.
BILLIE'S POV
I stumbled back into the house as it neared 5:00 in the morning. I had spent hours looking for Carrie, but she was gone. I had never felt so empty and lifeless. I could have been dead and there wouldn't have been a difference. "Don't worry, Bill. She'll be back. I know it. Carrie wouldn't leave you," Tre came and sat me down on the couch. "Tre, she said goodbye. She said not to wait. She won't come back," I whispered. "Well, Billie. You just gotta keep looking," Tre tried to cheer me up.
I stood up. "Tre, I'm gonna go for a walk," I said. I walked out the door and headed down the street. When I got to the pond, I sat down by the edge. I felt so vulnerable. It started to rain, but I felt nothing. My body was shivering, but I wasn't cold. I felt someone sit beside me and I turned my head quickly, hoping it was her. It wasn't. "Billie, c'mon. You need to come home. It's pouring," Te said gently. He helped me up.
It was still dark when I pulled up at my parent's house. Quietly, I picked the lock and crept in. Making as little noise as possible, I went up the stairs to my parent's bedroom. I peeked through their door and saw my father's ugly face in a strip of light. I was filled with a whole new anger. I walked swiftly over to the bed where my parents lay peacefully. They didn't deserve to sleep peacefully while I lay awake with nightmares! I took a deep breath, closed my eyed, and let my rage flow through me. I plunged my knife into my father, over and over again. Then, I did the same to my mother, tears streaming uncontrollably down my face.
Hours later, I found myself in front of the pond. I couldn't remember how I had gotten there. I was crouching by the water, staring at my reflection in the cool, dark water. My eyes were red and puffy, eyeliner was smeared down my face. My trembling hands were stained with blood. I wasn't sure how long I stayed there, but as the sun rose higher, I numbly walked back to the car and drove away, this time for good.
BILLIE'S POV
I stumbled back into the house as it neared 5:00 in the morning. I had spent hours looking for Carrie, but she was gone. I had never felt so empty and lifeless. I could have been dead and there wouldn't have been a difference. "Don't worry, Bill. She'll be back. I know it. Carrie wouldn't leave you," Tre came and sat me down on the couch. "Tre, she said goodbye. She said not to wait. She won't come back," I whispered. "Well, Billie. You just gotta keep looking," Tre tried to cheer me up.
I stood up. "Tre, I'm gonna go for a walk," I said. I walked out the door and headed down the street. When I got to the pond, I sat down by the edge. I felt so vulnerable. It started to rain, but I felt nothing. My body was shivering, but I wasn't cold. I felt someone sit beside me and I turned my head quickly, hoping it was her. It wasn't. "Billie, c'mon. You need to come home. It's pouring," Te said gently. He helped me up.
