Maddie Wants Him

NICHOLAS JADEN Underneath the tarnished dreamlands and onyx thoughts, I stared up at the ceiling that had my parents heads around the metallic ropes, I was laid down beside my dead sister. I let out a strangled cry when the masked guys stormed out of my house with a bang, just going for their new targets. It was just another wintery day in Ohio, another flickers of snowflakes and newfound hopes. Just what any family would want for a get together. My family were together, except dead in brutal ways. Instead, my body was paralyzed and my hand was holding my little sister's frail one. Silent tears screamed at the fatal pain that slashed through my chest from the terrible occurence. The tender color of my blood mixed down my sister's lifeless body. I was void in my own catastrophe, realization hasn't seeped into me yet that my whole family were dead when they had so much to live for. I was a pathetic excuse for a human. I hated myself when I had survivor's guilt that had eaten away what was left of my being. That was proof enough when the three unknown guys bashed into our deserted house for a winter getaway and got sedated as their cruelty made me witness my own family's death with my incapability to even move. Clueless as to why they let me off and what did they want with my loved ones, I was drowning in self-hate. Everything appeared elegant at the destruction that took place today. Crystal chandeliers polished and the table set glowed in warmth with the homemade lunch, the dimmed red curtains added to the Christmas appeal when we were about to sit down until the unexpected happened. My eyes went back to my little seven-year-old sister, Jasmine, as her other hand had her favorite red teddy bear that I got her in the winter carnival. My sedation had worn off a long time ago, but I couldn't find the faith to go on. "Somebody get help!" screams were heard from tourists that passed by and it dawned upon them due to the breaks of our entrance door that it was an assault, everything pointed to it: the trail of blood from when they dragged my parents to choke them by the ropes and when they bashed my sister's head to the table, making her instant death signed. I was horribly empty, the need for bloodthirst became exhilirating. I wasn't going to leave this world until I avenged my dearest ones. With my darkish hardened eyes, I was going to find those guys and they were going to have to battle my wrath. The medics finally got me into their medium van after my refusal and my mental thrive to kill as a second instinct. I wanted nothing more than to end their lives in all imaginative ways. They would have multiple little deaths until it was time for their everlasting obliteration. "You need to tell us what happened," the officer that sat next to me ordered in a strict tone after they had set me in an empty hospital room. "I don't need to do anything," I snapped, my voice was darker at the officer that wanted to know everything. I had to get out of here. The nurses that stood behind the nosy officer seemed unfazed at my brutality. The officer huffed for a last time, clearly done with me. "I can't be arsed to do this now, get some rest and I will be back tomorrow." He almost ran out, probably for some donuts or the chicks that worked there. The two nurses placed the clasps on my hand and I had to act fast. "I want to go to the bathroom," I rushed, my head dizzy and my eyes blurred from time to time. Adrenaline told my traumatic responses that it wasn't the time to be weak. The two ladies just raised an eyebrow at me, they didn't fall for the bait and the stench of the hospital was getting on my nerves. "Do you think that we are stupid, little kid?" The first nurse with blonde hair retorted with her hands on her wide hips. The other brunette gnawed on her lip in hesitancy, she seemed to be the weaker link. I was going to hit her on the nail. She seemed to notice my stare as she awkwardly turned to her partner, not meeting my gaze once. "Yes, I do. Especially the girl beside you." I hinted. That was enough for them to chain me to bed and scurry off. Rolling back the memories to the defeaning soundless small room, my mom and dad had everything. They had love, work and sucess. Even more than that, Jasmine and I were their valuable treasure of all. We were endlessly spoilt with whatever we wanted, we would point at one thing from anywhere in the world and it would be here in a blink of an eye. Jasmine and I had a nice home to come back to, a loving family and had a lot of friends. We were easily happy that it seemed dangerous for us at the same time to ease off on our daily dose of contentment, then came in the sharp turn of my heartless beginning in just one sedation, one table and a rope. Just like that, we were non-existent anymore. The term solace was imaginary to me the moment I lost it all, life seemed to try and persuade me for another chance of survival, but it looked like it was far out of reach. There wasn't a life without my parents and my little sister. I was barely a collection of cells. Flesh and bones. The poor hospital didn't know what was waiting for them the next morning. I was going to demolish the people who got me here, and it would be a warm up for me. I was going to make the world weep and collapse. The excitement pumped through my veins like drugs, and my eyes vowed at the lights above me that I was a doom designed to reveal. "Hey." The tiny whisper of the brunette that appeared made my smile grow devilishly.