"Fuck!"

My dad was screaming. Blood was everywhere. Mom was screaming at dad while holding my head as she cried and cried.

My visions were all in blur.

"M-mom?"

"Why would you do that, David!"

Mom yelled. She was cradling my head and body.

I dont remember anything.

"Mom" I called out again. Everything was spinning, all I can tell is were on the kitchen with red splats everywhere. "Wh-where.."

I saw him. Milo was standing next at dad, staring at me with his balled fist. But now he's staring at my dad's back.

Milo's face is not fine. Somethings wrong with it.

"Agh!" Dad fell on his knees like his neck was on pain. "Aghhh" his fist balled, his veins were showing on his arms, he was suffering. I looked at Milo again and he was intently looking at my father with a serious face. I knew then

"M-milo no stop.." Was all I whispered before I blacked out.

"Good girl."

We went down, almost near the basement door which was like a trapdoor. Milo picked up the door but then the door opened and mom and dad'd voice echoed through the halls.

Milo made a siren sound like sneer then let go the trapdoor making a huge bang then disappeared.

"Andrea? What are you doing here?" Mom asked as she saw me

"U-uhm"