We get home and I go to the cellar where Jacob is. The second I get in I smack him then I kick his side and he falls. I grab him and punch him and kick him a few times. I tell him to fight back and he does. We fight for a while but in the end I put all my force on him and he's left unconscious. He needs to get some help he isn't to well.
I sigh then I get down and I used my ability to wake him up. Then I go out of the room with blood all over me. The twins look at me shocked and Marcus shows no expression. But Eric just gives me a sad and worried look. I walk away to my room and then I lock the door and close the blinds. I crawl on my bed and I curl into a circle in the middle. I begin to cry myself to sleep.
I'm in my dream it's so cold I'm back in time. My parents are here and their looking down on me. Next I'm in a white room getting whipped with a a bobbed wire whip. I remember this every single detail. From the white sheets to the white walls and the light that kept flickering. I remember that smell after a painful day. That smell that lingered through the damp air
But most of all I remember blood everywhere. It was my blood and I wanted my body to sleep so bad. But my body wouldn't sleep I remember that with every whip. I felt more and more like they were pouring out my happiness and not my blood. I felt so empty and it was because of my damn parents.....to bad I killed them