Kelly POV
The hot water engulfs me. The beads of water are so hot they nearly seer my skin. Thick, white clouds of humidity fill the stall in puffs. I take a deep, full breath. My lungs fill with the wet air until they feel like they may burst right open.
I stare at the tile flooring underneath me. The water rinsing away from my skin carries copious amounts of pink tinged liquid.
Blood still stains me, a gentle reminder of the horrendous night I'd experienced.
Every time I close my eyes I see death. I stare him in the face as he makes me relive the deaths of the ones I love. I watch my Father's body crash to the ground in a heap of lifeless flesh and bone. I stand on the sidelines as my little sister lays motionless in a pool of dark blood.
I want to cry. I want to scream. I want to s
