Blood Red (BVB)

Prologue

I've never really been a good person. I killed my mother at age five, my siblings at seven, and my father at ten. My whole family never really questioned it. They all let me run away. Run away from my problems and fears.

My history isn't a treasury, more or less a small town legend. The girl who killed her whole family during childhood. I'm not proud either, if that's what you think.

The woods is probably the only place I can sometimes call home, but even there, my reputation sticks to me like glue. Life isn't supposed to be like this, my life anyway. I was always a good girl as a kid. I still kind of remember the day it all began. The day my life went to hell. 

October 16,1997 

It was about two AM when I woke up that day. All of my family was seemingly asleep. That was at least what I thought until I heard a noise from downstairs. Slowly, my little feet padded down the stairs. As the first floor came into view, I realized my mother was in the kitchen. "Mommy?" I questioned, stepping into the room. Her head shot up from the wooden table. "What are you doing up?" She snapped, glaring at me from the side. I backed up slightly. It was then that I realized that she was drunken. Before I had time to comprehend, or even get the hell out of there, her cold hand came in contact with my cheek. A sickening slapping sound bounced off the walls. 

"You know, you're such a disgrace. You were supposed to be a boy, like your brothers! Why else do you think we named what we did?" My mother screamed, backing me up into the kitchen island. I gulped loudly, looking for anything I could use to defend myself. A few more slaps came onto my face and before I knew what I was doing, I picked up the knife from the sink. My hands shook as I jabbed her, my eyes darting to her body lying on the floor. 

It was basically the same thing for all the others. I never really understood my obsession with knives before that night. Being a freak wasn't exactly what I thought it was at that age, though. There's almost nothing I'm proud of in my lifetime right now. Random blackouts and running is what my life consists of now. There's only one thing I will ever tell people who I meet along the way to try and keep my reputation on the low. 

My name is Rian DeMalone and I'm running away. 

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Hi guys! I hope you liked the Prologue! 

The first chapter should be up soon! :)

-Carly B.