-Taylor

My wrist hurts like hell. I walk over to the front desk to tell them I'm leaving and I check out, trying not to show any pain because I really don't want to be here anymore. I sigh in relief as I push the hospital doors open. I think over everything as ideas on how I'm going to tell my Aunt run around in my head.

"Hey sweetie!" my aunt says sweetly, opening her car door and walking towards me, slamming the car door behind herself.

Great. Perfect timing..

"Hey" I say normally like my Uncle wasn't just killed and I wasn't met face to face by his killer. I try my best to stay perfectly calm for my Aunts sake.

"Let go back to your uncle" she says and my whole word freezes.

"They said we need to stay away from him for a while, they are doing surgery" I say quickly.

Nice one Taylor... Maybe she will believe you..

"Understandable" she states as she turns back around and walks to her car as I follow her.

Phew.. I'm officially a genius.

She unlocks her car door and as soon as I hear the click I open the car door, sitting in the seat next to her in the front.

As I hear the car accelerate I lean my head back and just stair blankly in front of me.

Silence.

It's silent the rest of the ride, the silence is nerve racking. I want to tell her right now but I feel like it isn't the right time..

I just have to.. Wait..

We finally get home and I open the car door with my other arm, trying not to show any pain. I walk down the sidewalk in the middle of the yard and wait at the small patio for my Aunt to unlock the front door. She walks in the yard, closing the gate gently behind her.

I must savior this moment.

For what's coming next,

I might not see it ever again.

She walks to the door, twiddling her fingers through the chain of her keys until she finds the house key and unlocks it. She opens the door and I follow her inside, staying silent.

"Want something to eat?" my Aunt ask sweetly.

"Nah, I'm not hungry"

More so I have lost my appetite..

She nods and I walk up the stairs without another word. I walk into my bedroom,closing the door softly behind me. As soon as I hear the click of the door I rush to my bed, slamming my head into the mattress and letting it sink into the mattress. I sob, my sobs muffled by the mattress as I try to keep them as silent as possible.

Why did it have to end this way?

I shouldn't of came here.

It's my fault only my Aunt is left standing..

And I have no clue how long that will be..

I'm done with this.

I should of stayed there and let them kill me.

I would of if I knew the results of running away..