My hands trembled, while the red gooey trail of blood seeped down my shaking, pale hands. My vision blurred, everything seem so far and unreal to me. I was blind from the world, the scene i just made. I was deaf from the screams. My pain was so unbearable that my actions had a mind of its own. Everything seem so faint to me. My actions and the dreading feeling coming after.
My father was murdered by the man everyone trusted. His own best friend. My heart wrenched with agony. I trusted Tom not knowing he was my fathers murderer.
I ran out of the pack house not wanting to bear with the sight or even the stench. My feet pounded aggressively against the pavement my breathing hitching and my heart pounding angrily against my chest. He was murdered, my heart cried out in pain.
I needed James! My heart was in pain just thinking how far i was away from him. I needed him now more than ever. My life depended on him.