I step off my bus on to the sidewalk, I check my phone then slip it into my back pocket. I start to walk across a small street to the house. I see Carly attempting to watch my mom tend to the tomatoes in the front garden, she seems a little preoccupied with a wild flower stranded in the grass, I watch her slowly bend down and pluck it from ground.
She quickly looks over at me as I step into the yard. "SISSY" she yells and races up to me, I squat down as I drop my backpack on the ground behind me. She jumps up into my arms, quickly catching her and swaying her side to side. I slowly set her back down to her feet.
"How was your day Car?" I ask looking down at her. "Awesome, Look what I got for you sissy" she holds out the little wild flower she had just plucked. I take it from her and slide it behind my ear along with some stray blond hair. I look back at her. Her face beaming up at me as I slowly stand up and say let's go inside. I grab my book bag and she takes my hand and we walk inside the house.
I head to the small art/music room upstairs where Carly sits and paints a picture on one side of the table, and on the other side of the table I am working on my algebra homework. I am quite good at math so it didn't take me long. I look over at little Carly and smile,"Watcha painting?" I say," Daddy" she responds happily ... I go stone cold for a moment. Dad?
I know she can't understand... she's only seven years old,but, it still hurts me. If this is her way of coping, then I support her anyway, even if it hurts me to talk about. "It's beautiful Car." I say after a few seconds. "Thank you sissy" she responds. I used to get upset with her calling me that. Now I don't mind so much, it's super cute.
After we finish our art/homework session I ask Car to set the table while I chop up some vegetables. Mom walks in the room. She comes closer to me then sets two large ripe tomatoes on the cutting board. I cringe at the thought of her trying to help. I could very well go and pick tomatoes myself. I snatch up a tomato and start dicing. "How was your day Cam?" She asks.I hate it when she calls me Cam," Cammilla" I mumble but she obviously didn't hear me. I chop a little faster now. "Okay well I had a great day myself thanks for asking" she replays to her own comment. I am now chopping tenfold! I can't take it. One more word comes out of her mouth and I am so done! "What's for dinner?" She blurts out. I prepared myself to scream in her face as loud as I could... " Ouch!"
I race to the kitchen sink and run my finger under cold water. I cut myself so deep I swear I could see some bone...I race to the cabinet next to the pantry. The cut was spewing dark blood. I reach and grab a bandaid and quickly wrap it tightly on my finger ."Are you okay?" My mom says. I couldn't tell if she was genuinely worried but I couldn't care less, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I shout. The room grows silent. We both turn towards Carly sitting at the kitchen table.
I pause for a second looking at her eyes, tearing up. Then I race upstairs. I slam my door. I sit down on my bed. " What was I thinking!" I say to myself. I promised him I'd stay strong for Carly, I Can't go back down there, But I have to... For her.
After a while of staying upstairs, I slowly walk down the stairs, I stop for a moment and take a deep breath. I see Carly staring out the window in the living room. I walk over to her, I sit down beside her and look at the breeze moving through the trees, and the sun going down. " did you already eat?" I say quietly. She nods her head slowly. " okay" I say as I stand up. I put my hand on her shoulder for a second then I walk out of the room.
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6/26/17
Hey guys, My plan is to come out with a new page every other day if possible sorry if I don't though... This is only the beginning of the story. Mwahahaha!
P.s- sorry if it needs edits
~Kayla_Isabelle
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Into the Darkness
HorrorCamilla, a seventeen year old high school student thinks her life is a living hell, But she is wrong, it only gets worse from here. When the lights go out, you are no longer safe.Nothing can save you once they have you. No one knows who they are, wh...
