I was only a mile away from her house. Walking past it makes me feel weird. Knowing what happen in that house and what she did to herself puts me on edge. My hands are getting sweaty, I started to get shivers down my spine and ,yet I still pass her house every day. I know why she did it but I still wish it never happened.yes, I was in love with her, but I know I can never be with her. Trying not to break down and make myself look sad. I smile and wipe away the tear rolling down my cheek. I stopped in front of her house just to imagine what she would be doing if she would still be here. Would she be dancing to the music? Would she be watching TV? Or would she be getting ready to go to a party?
The thought fades away and I continue walking. Only four blocks down is my house. not looking back I walk to my house fighting the fear of what I'll be walking into when I open the door. My mom and dad are fighting a lot lately. About 18 years ago my mom and dad fell in love they were young, it was one of those young love stories you read in a book or watch in a movie. They always said when their relationship was perfect, and that they were perfect for each other but, they were too young to know what they were doing. I always get woken up in the middle of the night to hear there to hear them arguing. I usually get my headphones and listen to music. I turn it up and close my eyes and go to sleep hoping and praying in the morning everything to just be better.
I put my hand on the doorknob waiting to hear some screaming, yelling or glass breaking. I didn't hear anything. Maybe, just maybe they were getting along for once. maybe they made up. I didn't want to get my hopes up so I didn't think too much about it. I opened the door to see no one. I walk into the house and lock it. It looked isolated like no one has been in the house for years, nothing was on, not one light. I walked into the house and walked about 10 feet there was a hallway that no one ever goes down that hallway. There was only one door in that hallway it's always been locked no one ever goes in it. I've never been in it. I get these bed feelings like something terrible has happened.
"Mom, dad?" I said.
I wait couple seconds to see if there was a reply, nothing just dead silence that could make your ears bleed.
I walk down the hallway really slowly. I had my guard up for whatever that could pop out. I had a weird feeling about the door being open. Maybe the door opened because a break-in?. Maybe the door is open because my parents opened it and left open and then left the house. I don't know what's coming my way. I'm really scared. I don't know what's in that room I've never been in that room, anything could be in that room. Maybe I'm just overthinking. maybe it's nothing but just a storage room. Maybe It was just an extra bedroom. no one's ever been in there. only one way to find out. Walking into the room I was shocked. I was shocked when I saw my mom. Laying on the floor. I froze I don't know what to do in this situation. I've never been prepared. Do I call the cops? do I just let her lay there? I don't know what to do never done this before. I looked in her hand there was a knife and a gun in each hand.
Did she kill herself? Well she murdered? I was scared to even find out either one of those questions.
"dad?"
No reply. I got even more scared, what if he's the one that killed her? what if he's dead to? I was shaking so bad that I dropped my phone while Trying to call the cops. So much all at once. Getting down on my knees shaking my mom to wake up. She didn't have heartbeat. And wasn't breathing. I sat on the floor crying, letting everything out. Everything hit me all at once.
I was alarmed by my phone ringing. I picked up my phone to see who it was. It was my friend Colby. I answered the phone and didn't say one word.
"Hey man what's up?" Coby said
"hi Colby, right now it's not a really good time" I said
"What's going on? Are you okay?" Colby said.
"I really can't talk right now" I said
"Sam?! I'm coming over!"
I hung up the phone and I was left with a dead body on my floor, all by myself . I went to look for my dad. hopefully he was here, and not dead. Just asleep or something . Walking into their bedroom their was a really bad smell. I covered my nose and continued walking. I almost got to the bathroom .the light was on. The only light on in the house. Walking to the bathroom to see my dad on the floor with a bullet through his head. Did my mom kill him? did he kill himself? or was he murdered? Blood everywhere. I heard someone knocking on the door. So I went to the door. At the front door someone was outside of it. I couldn't tell if it was a girl or boy. I think it's a boy. How the body outline and shape is. The door knob turned and the door flew open. It was Colby. Colby just stood there staring at me. You could tell he was worried about me, you could tell he saw how I've been crying how broken down I was.
He looked around to see everything looked fine. He was confused. I pointed to the hallway. The hallway we were to never go down. He looked at me like I was crazy. He didn't say a word and nodded his head and walked to the door way. He backed up really fast and covered his mouth with his hand. He back up and looked so upset he could tell why everything was wrong. He walks up to me and hugs me without saying a word. I cried for who knows how long. I've backed up and sat on the ground.
" we need to call the cops" Colby said
I nodded my head in agreement. I stood up and walked away to call the cops. While waiting for them to sat on the couch staring at the floor and wishing that I was never born and wishing that this is all a dream. Seeing there body made me sick. Knowing that I'll never hear or see her again I'm never hear her beautiful voice say my name. My heart sinks to the my feet. My heart breaking into 1 million pieces. Breaking me piece by piece.
"Hey Sam, are they coming?" Colby said
I'm nodded my head in agreement. Sam opened the door to let them know just to come in. I was staring at the floor for what it felt like hours waiting for the cops to show up. Wondering if they were ever going to come. Around that time the cops open the door and was wondering where the dead bodies are. I looked over at Colby. He knew that was a sign for him to show them ware my mom was. I haven't told them about my dad yet, I couldn't get the words out. I looked over to the table beside the couch beside me. Pictures. Pictures of my mom. Pictures of my mom and me and my dad, back in the happy days. I remember that day was the best day ever. They let me get a puppy. The Sad memory returned and I remembered my neighbor ran over him.
A cop walked up to me and touches my shoulder. I jumped.
"son, didn't mean to scare you but is your mom the only person in this house beside you and your friends?"
I shook my head and pointed to their bedroom and said their bathroom. Another cop walks up to me and ask if I did it. I look at the cop like he just murdered my family and I said,
"why in this world that I murder my mom and dad and call the cops? does it make any sense does it?"
I stood up and was about to go outside. When I stood up I had all these thoughts of all the memories flooding my brain all at once. I was dozing out and didn't realize that they were trying to ask me questions. Trying to get back to reality, I see someone in my face trying to get my attention. It was a cop this time it's a girl she was waving her hand in my face.
"Hello Sir, may I ask you your name? " She said
"Sam, my name Sam"
" Well Sam do you have a last name?"
"Do you need a last name? already gave you my first name"
"Sam please just follow my instructions and there Will be no complications."
I stood there staring at her wait for her to give in to just go with Sam
"OK Sam, how old are you?"
"18."
She nodded her head and was writing every word I said.
I took a deep breath after the words I said. I heard her getting ready to ask no questions. Then she stopped when we heard a knock on the door. I was happy to see to see Tony. Tony is my best friend. Sam is not nothing compared to Tony. I know that sounds mean but it's true. Tony is always been there for me. He was there for me when my best friend, the love of my life killed herself. I stood up when I saw him. He scratched his head in confusion. he didn't ask any questions, but he knew something was horribly wrong when he saw the cops at my house and the way I looked. I walked up to him and hugged him.
"Sam, please come back so I can ask more questions." The cop said
I took a deep breath. I hesitated. Tony could tell I was very upset. I looked down to the floor and started turn around. Tony Grabbed arm and told and told the cop that was enough for now and that I needed to breathe.
"I need to be left to right alone right now please tony, go find Colby"
"No Sam, not when you're hurting like this not in this situation that you're in right now. You are not to be left alone. I'm going to watch you and take care of you make sure you do nothing stupid like your stupid girlfriend did."
Right when he said that I wanted punch everyone of his teeth out of his mouth. But I didn't I wanted to let everything out all at once. I wanted to just get all of my anger out all at once. I just need is to take the pain away. I fell down to the floor. I punch the floor over and over again till my hand was bloody.
Tony came behind me and started rubbing my shoulder.
"Sam, I know you need time and space, please, don't do this alone."
I shook my head and started sobbing. Losing someone you know. It's painful. It wasn't going to be easy. It wasn't that hard when my cousin died a few weeks ago the same week my love my life died. It's been about four months since that happened I was almost but not fully recovered. i've been wondering this since my cousin Christian died if he was actually murdered did he kill him self ? I'm having the same thoughts for every single death that's happened so far. Were they murdered? Or did they kill themselves?
The love my life Kimberly, I knew she killed her self she let it be known that she killed her self. I can't do this not again. I just might go crazy.
