-Brooke's POV-

I threw my phone on the couch. Wow. Thanks, Kendall. (Notice the sarcasm?) Seriously? I had to pretend that nothing was going on. Hopefully... Well...

I gazed at the blood again.

-Flashback-
Who were these people standing outside my door? They had their backs turned, so I cleared my throat.

"Ahem." I said. They turned around. A man and a woman with cold gray eyes were facing me. "What are you doing-" I stopped talking when the man opened his coat to reveal a collection of bloodstained knives. I pushed Mia behind me as we backed up. Mia started crying.

The man selected a new, silver, curved knife.

"No one has been killed with this knife before," he said in a cold, dry, raspy voice. "and you shall be the first."

He lunged forward, knife in his hand. I pushed Mia inside and quickly climbed in after her. Then I slammed the door. The knife went through the wood like soft butter. "Mia!" I screamed. She was crying and slumped against the wall. "Mia! I love you!" I screamed. Suddenly the man and woman burst inside. The man went to Mia, who looked up sadly. The woman held my arms be hind my back and whispered cruel things in my ears. I couldn't run to save Mia. Then the knife stabbed through her. Her blood spattered across the wall. I screamed and punched them in the faces. I called the cops and right before the woman was about to kill me with her gun, the police burst inside and arrested them.

As it turned out, my mother and father were dead too.
-End of Flashback-

A tear slid down my face and hit the floor. Along with a dried pool of blood that left Mia when she died.