Undo Me | in progress

8•Don't leave me•

A couple days later....

Cyra's POV

'Fuck Cyra you got lucky with that guy. I cant believe you get to see hottie everyday.' Rowena says making my cheeks flame. 

I was at Rowena's house strainging my hair while she was changing her earings to massive golden hoops that made her look so pretty I felt a little jelous. 

'Nothing can happen between us he's simply my Dad's new student. Simple darling'. I grin. Of course Axel is hot I can't ignore especially the fact he's only 2 years older than me.

'Ok whatever you say. I wouldn't be able to resist him. Like come on. Totally my type the the, muscles, sharp jawline....' Rowena gushes while applaying a golden hair clip to her lush black hair.

'God. When's Axel topic going to be done' I fake yawn.

'When you finally admit he's so hot that things burst into flames when he touches it.' Rowena goes on, grabbing her kindle and turning the lamp on as the last light of the dying sun fades away to the light of the moon.

'Never. Will i admit that. Night bestie,' I reply as I hop into my inflatable bed Rowena so kindly put up for me.

'You to and have sweet dreams of him.' she responded

And i did.

***

I wake up and check the time on my phone.

05:00 it shows.

I can't ignore the unsettling feeling in my stomach.

Why does something feel off?

I try to shake Rowena awake but she just groans at me. This girl.

I leave a note on her desk saying I went home cause I was starting to get a stomach ache.

I get all my belongings and walk home (my house is only 10 min walk away from hers).

The cold morning breeze brushes across my cheeks causing me to shiver. Fuck this shitty summer weather in England.

I notice a familiar car pass down the opposite road. Who's car is it? I can't see the face of the driver as they were wearing a black ski mask. I shake off the feeling of unase that setels over me.

Darn I should of called my dad first.

I try to call my dad but it goes straight to voicemail. Strange. He always picks up my phone calls.

I walk up the gates my house but soon realise they are slightly open. Fuck. Now something is wrong.

I open the front door of my house but a strong smell hits my nostrils. What is that smell?

'Dad?' I say while looking around.

'Daddy where are you?' My voices cracks at the end.

Now I'm getting scared. He's nowhere downstairs. Maybe he's in his room?

I walk up the tower of stairs and find my dad's door is shut.

The strong smell hits me in the face again.

My shaky hand goes to open the handle of his room. The cold metal biting into my Sweaty palms but I didn't notice as I stared at the scene in front of me.

No. No. No.

This can't be happening.

I feel my face loses all its colour. 

I stand paralyzed. As my mind slowly deciphers what's in front of me

'No.' I whisper tears fell like a river burning my eyes with their knowledge of what lay before me 

'No.' I whispered again. My throat constricts, I can't breathe my heart thrums against my rib-cage.

'NOO!' I scream My legs finally came out underneath me and I plummeted towards the floor. 

He promised he'll never leave me after mom died.

My dad's lifeless body lays strewn across the tiles dried blood coots his chest. His blood shot, brown eyes open wide staring at me. His face lost all its normal colour, now a sickly grey and blue at the sides.  His thin dried lips parted slightly showing he was screaming when he got stabbed.

I'll never see his smile again.

I fall to my knees as a sob tears out of me, making my entire body with tremors. Tears run down my cheeks angrily.

Why did you leave dad?.

My stomach turns with revulsion a never ending hole has wormed its way into my heart.

Someone make the pain stop.