Shadows Of Deception

Faded memory

"Do you think that noise was daddy?" My voice betraying me and revealing my fear.

"No..Daddy doesn't make noises like that..but he lied for a reason..right?" My brother replied, he sounded more uncertain then I felt

"Right.." I whisper back

It was silence for a while, then a Gunshot, I look at Ryo who was already staring at me. We both quickly scramble out of our beds, desperate to find the source of where it came from..I've never heard a gun go off..So I wasn't really sure what i'd heard. Ryo stays behind me as we tiptoe downstairs as silently as possible, I stop in my tracks at the sight infront of me.

One of our uncles, Carle was standing at the back door, in his hand? A gun, Our dad? On the floor, Blood quickly seeped from his head, staining our white marble floors, the red liquid running farther and farther away from the limp body, I felt my body go numb, sick, scared, I opened my mouth to scream, talk, make any noise..but nothing came out.

My dad's tan skin quickly going pale, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, blood seeping down his now unnaturally white skin, his mouth was open, fingers curled into what was meant to be a fist. His once yellow shirt, collecting the blood, he laid on his back, his legs straight before him, His once platinum hair coloured with spots of red

"Daddy?.." Ryo croaked, his voice as broken as I felt, My uncle's gaze immediately shifted from my Dad to us

"What are you two doing up?" Uncle Carle's voiced snapped, Distress and anger shot threw quickly

"We heard a noise..what's wrong with Daddy?" I sounded braver then I felt, I didn't understand what was going on, and I could tell my brother didn't either

The voice of our mother catches us all off guard, we turn around, her dark chocolate brown, striped with raven black streaks flowing on her shoulders messily, her amber eyes glance at each one of us before landing on my dad

"Kids. Upstairs, Now. Don't come downstairs until I tell you to." My mother instructed, her voice pained yet scared.

My brother acted immediately while I still tried to grasp the situation, before a word or noise could leave my mouth, I was being tugged and dragged upstairs by my brother, I could feel the urgency, the need to get upstairs. But it all stopped when we heard that same familiar noise..

Bang!! Bang!!

I wanted to tear away from my brother, run back downstairs but I couldn't, his grip was tight as if he was silently telling me he wasn't letting go, I let him tug me upstairs, my legs were numb and unwilling to listen. We waited in our room, huddled together..we didn't know what to expect..it was silent..five minutes..ten minutes..when fifteen minutes hit, we both agreed it was safe to go downstairs.

We walked side by side, constantly watching our backs, we didn't feel safe, but we didn't feel unsafe. Ryo went ahead of me this time, I felt like my legs would collapse any second, it took all the little strength of my tiny body to make them move, I followed him downstairs. He stopped.

"What's wrong, Ryo?" I squeak, I didn't want to know the answer, but the way he stopped..

"It's mommy..she's the same as Daddy.." He mumbled, more to himself then to me..I could barely make out what he said, but I used what he did say.

"What?" I could feel tears threatening to leave my eyes, my cheeks going red, my whole body felt hot..What was going on? And Why?

Two days Later

There was a knock on the door, Ryo and I haven't opened the door for anyone, We didn't tell or speak about what happened that night, it was there..still fresh in our minds. I was snapped out of my thoughts at the sound of my father

"Blue? Blueberry? Can you hear me sweetheart?" He sounded concerned.

"Yes..Daddy?" I respond, a bit of happiness in my voice as I tried to mask the confusion, I glance at Ryo who looks as puzzled as me. My dad's nickname for me was Blueberry. Why? Because I loved..no I was obsessed with the colour blue, and my favourite fruit? Yeah, it was Blueberries. Which earned me the name Blueberry from my dad. He was the only one who called me that, I was happy with that, I wanted him to be the only to call me that.

"Blue, can you open the door? Mommy and Daddy left their keys at home."

"Okay"

I glance at my brother, who was staring at the door, I walk over, each step louder in my head then it was in reality.
I reach the front door and stop, I could see the silhouettes of my parents behind the door, I turn the lock and handle and pull it open as much as I could, I felt my dad push against the door, pushing it open and holding it for my mum.

"Why do you look so scared, kids?" Dad's eyes studied our faces, his eyes going back and forth between the two of us

My eyes darted at my brother, he was already looking at me, we locked eyes for a moment, we both know what we saw that day, it wasn't something we'd forget ever.

21/10/24 -Start