Your Fault

"That your parent's death was all your fault," Darren's words resonated through her mind. Her.. fault? Aila felt as though her heart stopped beating, and the silence in the room became thick and deafening. At that moment, no one else was there in the room with them; Aila's attention was solely focused on the smirk on his face and the evil glint behind his eyes.

"You're the reason they're dead… You just stood there.." He whispered maliciously, sending a chill down her spine. 

An image flashed before her eyes, blood. There's so much blood! As quick as it came, it went, and she couldn't fathom the rest of what she saw.