Lost

Chapter One

I look down at my house.

How the hell did I get up here? I look around. I'm not on a cloud. I'm not on anything. I blink and I'm standing in my kitchen. My little brother Andrew just got off the bus and he's grabbing gummies from the cupboard. He doesn't see me, he looks right through me as he giggles and hops around. I smile at him. He's precious.

I look at the front door as I hear the door knob.

"Daddy!" Andrew shouts happily and runs to the door to give my father a big hug. My dad laughs and takes a step back. He hugs Andrew back, picking him up and spinning in a circle. Andrew giggles more. I feel something... guilt? Why am I guilty?

Dad laughs and sets Drew down.

"Where's sissy huh? Is she napping already?"

Drew shrugs. "I'll go get her Daddy." He scampers up the stairs and my heart sinks. No no no noo!

Andrew can't find me like that! He'll be traumatized. I run after him and stand in front of him.

"No Drew please. Go get dad and tell him to go wake me up. Please Dre-" He runs through me and shows no sign of hearing me speak. I chase after him. He walks in my room slowly.

"Sissy? Daddy told me to wake you up..." He pushes the door open and walks towards my bed. His eyebrows knit together on confusion and he picks up my letter. I cover my mouth letting out a dry sob. He cocks his head and sets it down, not noticing the blood now on his hands.

He sees the light in my bathroom door open and walks towards it. He pulls open the door and stops when he sees me. I let out another sob when I see my body. My arms are gashed open and a huge pool of blood surrounds me. My eyes are closed and my face is peaceful, so much so that if there weren't blood there you could think I was sleeping. Like Drew does.

"Sissy? Why you sleeping in here. Daddy said wake up." He kneels next to me, soaking his pants in my blood. He puts his hands on my tummy and shakes me.

"Sissy. Wake up. Daddy home." He shakes harder. Sitting on his butt he shakes my shoulders. After a few more times he gets upset and stands up.

He turns and walks out of my room, covered in my blood. I follow him down the stairs. Dad has his back to him and he walks up near him.

Daddy. Sissy not wake up." He says grumpily.

My dad turns around and his face drops instantly. His smile disappears and a look of terror corpses his face. His eyes are extremely wide. I've never seen a more terrified expression and I sob again, dry tears flowing down my cheeks. My dad sprints up the stairs into my room. I don't struggle to keep up as I usually do.

He slams open my door and his eyes land on my letter. I watch as he reads;

"Dear Dad and Mom,

I have been thinking about this for a while. I just can't do this anymore. This isn't because of you. You're amazing parents. And I love you. With all of my heart. Please forgive me. Raise Drew good. Don't let him get like me. Make sure he understands what happened. He's an amazing little boy and he deserves the best. I love you guys. With all of my heart. Please don't blame yourselves. Goodbye.

Sophie."

My dad covers his mouth with his hand and sobs, his eyes wide and wet. My heart shatters as I watch a tear slip down his cheek. I've never seen him cry before. Ever.

His head slowly and painfully turns towards the bathroom.

He sets the letter back on the bed and walks so slowly to my door. He opens it and freezes, but only for a second.

He dives to me, scooping me up in his arms.

"My baby. No no please. Not my baby. Sophie please wake up. Baby please come back. Sophie why. I. Please. I love you so so much. Wake up! P-p-please Sophie. Why. I don't understand. Sophie. My baby girl. How did this happen. How did I let this happen. Oh no no noooo. Please Sophie. I love you. C-c-come back. I promise I can make this okay. I can fix whatever happened. I love you. Baby girl please." Tears pour from my father and my eyes. He sobs uncontrollably, starting to hyperventilate.

"Daddy why are you crying?" I hear Andrew ask from behind us.

Dad ignores him and places his fingers on my neck. He freezes.

"She has a pulse. SHE HAS A PULSE ANDREW SHES ALIVE!" He shouts.

My eyebrows knit together in confusion.

How am I alive?