I lock the door in a heartbeat and close the windows
.
The stranger is pounding and shouting orders.
It's a girl's voice. She sounds desperate and angry.
"Open up! It's not what you think!, I swear! If you try anything funny, I'll-..."
Silence. Dead silence. The silence is killing me. It's like a sharp dagger been pressed on my abdomen. I was waiting for her words. Is she dead?. My eyes are still shut, my body is still glued to the wall. The baseball bat in my hand is getting wet from my hands. I remember seeing her wet hands. It was blood. Blood is much more thicker than water. She killed, she killed, she killed. Just like me. It was an accident too. I killed Hailey by accident.
She could be a murderer. If she opens this door, I'll die. I'll leave this world. Brennon will be all alone. My mom will--
A clattering of keys. The long moan of the door hinges. A hairpin on the floor. Hands on my neck. Pain travelling up my spine. My breath hitches with fear as my neck slams into the wall.
She has a blue streak on her blonde hair and her blue eyes are wild with terror and fear. She's wearing black jeans and has a tattoo creeping up her neck. She looks like she's been crying because her mascara is smeared. Her face is pale and her cheeks have been drained from any form of blush or joy. Her lips are soft but the words they speak are coated and cracked with agony. A stranger. A murderer. A goth. She's holding my neck so tightly. I can barely breathe. The adrenaline is stopping me from feeling pain. I could only feel my voice and my breath creeping away from me. She starts talking very fast. "You haven't called the police, have you?. I didn't kill anyone!. Were you watching me?. Do you have a photo? Did you take a video? I swear I'll kill you, you motherfu-"
Blood. Blood on the floor. The girl is on the floor. Brennon is standing behind her, holding a b****y rolling pin. His dark brown hair is wild and strands are getting in his eyes. He's shirtless and is only in his boxers. The girl is still breathing. But she's also bleeding. Brennon drops the rolling pin and stares at her with wide eyes.
He goes on his knees and calls the stranger by her name. His hands are stained with blood and they're shaking. I cup my mouth with my hands to stop myself from screaming. I sink to the floor and start sobbing. My whole body shakes as I choke on my own tears. I felt so scared seeing the whole scene. I felt like an actor in a horror movie. My tears fall silently to the floor syncing with Ally's blood. He lays her head on his laps and pulls her hoodie off, revealing her full face. I can see all of her hair now. My brother is holding the murderer. He knows the murderer.
"Ally?"
Ally is smiling wickedly. Blood is streaming out of her lips and staining her hoodie. She looks like a vampire.
"We meet again, sweetheart", she says as she uses her fingers to touch Brennon's hard knuckles.
I could taste cherries.