ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤFRACTURED HEART ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤby @prettyhttps ♡ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤchapter one ㅤㅤ i opened my eyes to the sound of a scream. the street was almost empty now, as the killings began to get more frequent. the only people who remained alive were the couple next door and i. the men hadnt made it down this end of the street yet. i heard a crunch and all went silent. the next day i knocked on the door of my neighbours house. it was old and rotting, but it didnt look like it had been broken into. i resumed my day as normal, cleaning the house and going to work. the hours seemed like days as i listened to many peoples troubles and emotions. i had always regretted becoming a therapist. i drove home to the road, only to find all houses demolished. all but mine. fear crippled inside of me, i unlocked my door and rushed off to bed. it was late and i was overwhelmingly tired, however i couldnt get to sleep. something was keeping me up. just as i began to drift off, i heard a noise. a cold, boney hand grasped my thick blonde hair. i felt a shiver pass through my body as a wind swept through my bedroom. funny, i thought i had closed the windows tonight. all of a sudden, a soft voice whispered in my ear ''you think youre alone, but youre not.''
