SO COLD
My chest felt tight, like there was a truckload of bricks crushing my lungs. Grief made me unsteady, knees shaky. I choked on a sob, and my knees crashed to the ground, and I retched. A small puddle of watery, yellowy sick splashed on the vase of a plastic fern. I felt worse after, glass cut into my hands and the scratches were enflamed. "Grandma," I whimpered, her horrified stare etched permanently into my mind. The bullet hole was like a third eye, blood dribbled down her cheeks, and stained her shoulders and chest.
She was sat on the armchair. Her mouth was parted slightly. Eyes wide and glassy. She had been alone with the killer, terrified. A strangled cry escaped my clenched teeth. I curled up into a ball, feeling like I would disintegrate into a million pieces of fleshy chunks. I wept, uncontrollable tremors vibrated in my bones. I was going to be sick again. My gut twisted.
And then... "Seth," I gasped in panic. I almost blacked out from the sheer fear that rammed into my body. I bolted from the room, I've never been as frightened as I was at this very moment. Those moments were agonising. My mind would not rest, my feet taking the stairs two and three at a time, the worst scenarios played out, I flew around the corner, if something had happened to him...I burst into the room, the door slamming against the wall.
His bed sheets were crumpled, stained crimson. There was no sign of him anywhere in the room. I lost the will to breathe. Seth was gone.
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Action*** NEW AND IMPROVED *** With her father missing, Shay will do anything to get him back, even if that means teaming up with a cruel gang leader and his band of psychotic men. CHARACTER VIEWS DO NOT REPRESENT MY OWN. ***WARNING*** OFFENSIVE CON...
