Sweat trickled down my face as I hit the swinging punching bags, releasing all the anger that had built up throughout the day. Every punch was a sense of euphoria, a hit of dopamine. I could've gone on for hours if my phone didn't cut out my music with my ringtone. Breathing hard, I picked up my phone. My mom was calling me. She rarely rang me, especially during my workouts.
Hesitantly, I answered.
"Daisy, you need to come home now," she breathed.
I annoyingly replied, "I am! I am! Just wai-"
A gunshot boomed in the background, taking the words out of my mouth. Before I had time to say anything, the phone call ended. I rang my mom as I was hurriedly packing my sports bag.
The call went straight to voicemail.
"No, no, no, no, no!" I whimpered. A small squeak escaped my pursed full lips. I ran as fast as I could to my car and popped right in. I turned the keys into the ignition. The car sputtered for a moment but then fell silent.
I stared in shock as I brought my shaking hands to my face. Tears poured down onto my t-shirt, eventually soaking it with my sad, salty tears. I sat there crying, bawling, wondering if I would ever see my parents again.
I kicked the door open with the sliver of energy I had left. Leaving my dirty bag in the car, I began to sprint home. But my house was 10 miles away. By the time I would get there, I would be too late.
But I persevered.
I pushed.
Anytime my legs screamed in agony, I ignored it. I couldn't stop, not until I figured out what had happened. I couldn't stop until I knew why I heard that terrible, deafening gunshot.
. . .
By the time I reached the front door, my legs were giving up on me. I meekly knocked on the door with no answer. I pushed the door a bit. It swung open, revealing a horrifying scene. My parents were lying in their blood on the flood, surrounded by ripped papers, and lit candles.
As well as a pentagram.
AN//
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Out of Bounds
FantasyDaisy was once a typical high school student. Emphasis on was. Then her parents were murdered, but Daisy began to think that the paranormal had something to do with it. Anytime she told people her theory, they shunned her, they said to her that she...
