I get my change after buying candies for the upcoming Halloween. I even brought a costume for myself and decorations for the house. This will be my 3rd year Halloween Anniversary. This will be great. I went out of the store still creep out by the cashier guy. I don't know why he freaks me out. I walk along the sidewalk walking home.
I haven't had a car and my money is still low to buy. I didn't agree to let my parents by me a car. They will lose money from there bank. I am such a nice person and having my parents is in my top loss of being kind. How are they anyway?
I reach my house and headed inside. I put the bag of candies in an assorted pile and headed to my room and put my costume inside my wardrobe.
'I should call my parents after I put out everything' I thought.
I place the decorations in a box and put it under my bed. That will keep it in a time being.
After putting everything out I walk to my work desk where my laptop is place and started to call them. It took me waiting 10 minutes with no one answering.
'Maybe they're asleep?' I thought and look at the time to see it was still early. 'Maybe tired?' I try to call them again and still no one answer. I left a voice mail letting them know I love them and I'll be visiting them on Sunday where I am free from all the work but the next day I still need to go to school as a teacher assistant.
I close my laptop and grab my phone and started reading.
* The next day *
"Is anyone home?!"
*ding*dong*
I woke up hearing the doorbell ring and someone is outside. I look at myself in the mirror. I look like a zombie with a messy hair and dry saliva in the corner of my mouth.
I quickly went to the bathroom and wash my face and comb my hair. I change my t-shirt and headed to the front door. I open it to see the police?
"Hi. I am Yuan. Are you miss Y/n L/n?" he asked
"Yes, I am. What can I do for you?"
"We got a call that a house number 107 burned into flames yesterday night. We found two burnt bodies in the living room guessing that you know who they were?" House number 107? That's my parents' house! What happened to them?! Wha- why?! Why did that happen? Two loveliest people in the world died to buy a burning house! No, this can't be! I imagine them to die from age, not a house burning up in flames! No! This must be just a dream. Yeah, that's right! Just a dream.
"Miss? Are you alright?" asked the cop.
"Shoot me," I said.
"What? Mam are you ok?" he asks again looking at me.
"Shoot me. I'll be fine! This is just a dream! They can't be dead! That is my parent's house, you idiots. I know they are not dead! There must be a misunderstanding. Are you sure it was house number 107 and not like 106 or 108? Please I beg that you're just tricking me. I won't believe any of this unless there is evidence there dead!" I said. Just right. No evidence no truthness!
"Mam calm down. I was positively sure I am not going to shoot you and it is house number 107. Not 106 or 108. And let me came in and tell you everything else." he said. I started to cry. Tears and more tears are coming down. I kneel down in defeat. They'll are truly dead. That's why they didn't answer me yesterday. I left them a voice message to let them know I love them and I'll be visiting them but it was worthless! I started to cry harder. I let out all the anger and sadness.
"No! They're not dead! They are alive! There must be an error or something!! I can't accept this! I can't accept this news!" I yelled and punching the ground hard making my hand to be wounded.
"Mam I know what you feel. I lost my parents when I was young. I wanted to help you so please cooperate and I will do everything." he said helping me to stand up. "First of all I need to clean up your wound," he said and help me inside my house and headed to the living room. My eyes are blurry from all of the crying.
"I'll get the first-aid. Be right back" he said and storm off finding the first-aid. It doesn't take him more than 15 minutes to find the first-aid. He cleans up my wound with clean water and soup and started putting ointment. He grabs the bandage and wrap in across my and tied it to the end. "There. How are you now? Here drink this. It will help you to calm down." giving me a bottle of water. I started drinking it and finish it in a couple of minutes.
"Thanks," I said quietly. I can saw he smiled and clean up the mess that he did to clean my wound and sited beside me.
"Can I ask you a question now?" I nod in response. "I think you all answer the mist of the question I was about to ask you earlier so this wouldn't belong." I just keep my head low and looking at the wooden floor. "When was the last time you and your parents talk? Did it happened yesterday or a few months ago?" he asks. It took me several minutes to think the right answer.
"I think 2 days ago," I said.
"What did they tell you?" I sniff and answer it by the best I can.
"We only talk in a few minutes before hanging up. They only call me when *sniff* miss me. They usually the first one to call me and ask me how was my day." then I started to cry again "I always say it was fine if even if it wasn't. I don't them to be worried much about me. They always there for me so I gave back the love and care by helping them out. This is the first reason why I move out of the house to help them out. After telling my day we all said goodbye." I said and started crying again. The cop named Yuan who was taking care of me held a handkerchief.
"Here. Use this." I was too embarrassed to use it, especially that it wasn't mine at all. "Don't worry about it. I still have many of it at home," he said and grab my hand and place it on my hand. I use it to wipe myself and thank him. After asking a few more questions and telling me his past I felt better than someone understand me besides my parents. He said goodbye and wave going in his police car and headed off leaving me once again alone. I still felt sad that I lose my parents. I fix myself and headed to go home to see my parent's dead body and get the funeral ready.