(Major Spoilers ahead) and it's not beta-read, sorry .w.,
It was the night of the rehearsal. It would have been two more hours and two siblings would have played a beautiful duet on stage.
A pale, young boy was kneeling beside a bruised body and messy, inklike hair. His eyes were dark and empty, his arms hanging lifeless beside him like the body in front of him.
Basil was frightened. The boy in front of him, Sunny, was just a husk of someone he holds dear. Basil carefully touched his best friend's shoulder and called him by name, but he didn't respond.
"I will solve this - don't worry Sunny" the flower boy said gently, while his mind stressed out, going into a frantic overdrive to save his best friend from… something.
Basil stood up and searched the house for ideas and solutions. Just when he stood in the living room, his eyes looking through the glass door into the backyard he came up with an idea. It was vile and gut wrenching, but it would rescue his best friend. It would take the burden off of him.
Quickly Basil ran back to the stairs, but Sunny was not there anymore. Maybe he was in the bathroom, Basil thought, the sight was baleful afterall. Sidestepping the corpse carefully at the end of the flight of the stairs, Basil hurried upstairs to the bathroom, just to find it empty. He checked the room of the siblings next, but no luck.
Now Basil started to really panic.
Did Sunny leave him alone?
Basil ran to the front door, but Sunny's shoes were still there. Where did he go? He was nowhere in the house but his shoes were still there. He called for Sunny and searched for him in every corner of the house and started to look outside of the house. Sunny was gone without a trace. But Sunny wouldn't leave him like that? Just like he wouldn't push…
Something must have killed Mari and kidnapped Sunny just in the moment when Basil wasn't looking. This made it worse. The gentle flowerboy fell on his knees, crying out in shock and pain.
It was the night of the rehearsal. It would have been one more hour and two siblings would have played a beautiful duet on stage. The parents of the broken family returned with their neighbours in tow. They heard weeping of a child and found one beloved child dead, one broken sitting in the dirt outside in the yard and one never to be found.
Meanwhile the window across the stairs, which was shut tightly before, was now wide open and a gentle breeze blew inside, while two stars glittered brightly in the distance.
It's just an idea I had for a loooong time but I'm even lazier with writing. So, here it is. I have a plan for a chapter 1 too, but not much beyond that yet except the foundation, so don't count on me.
If people like it, I'll take it more seriously. :) just let me know somehow 💜
