Silent Mockingbird pt 6

The drive back was completely silent, they didn't lecture me or yell at me. They didn't even whisper to each other. My mind wandered as I stared out the window, thoughts bouncing from one side of my brain to the other before taking form as a little creature running on the side of the road. One of them was wondering if it was really in me to kill someone. I didn't think so, at least, I hoped it wasn't. No, it was impossible, I was not able to kill someone.
We approached the house and one of them opened my door, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me inside. It through me in my room and shouted, "Get working!" and watched me. For a moment I was the animal trying to perform for the ring master. I did what it said and started cleaning, the other one brought in several boxes. "Put your belongings in here," it said. As I cleaned my thought creatures reappeared, a lot of them were talking about him, whispering. Some were wondering if he was alright, some were wondering if I had hurt him, and some were wondering if I would ever see him again, in dreams or in reality. There was one who said I wouldn't see him. That scared me.
When I was done cleaning I sat down on the floor and looked around. I wondered where I was going to go since I couldn't be here I haven't lived anywhere else since a time that I don't know whether I actually existed or not. One of them came in and grabbed my wrist. It whispered something in my ear that sounded like it was in some foreign tongue, then shouted something out. Another answered, but it wasn't familiar, and it, too, was speaking something incomprehensible to my ears. It was dressed in white, carrying another, slightly different item of clothing. My mind was immediately shot back into darkness. I fell down and I couldn't control my muscles. He came closer and everything went blurry. I was terrified, and I broke free from it's grip. I pushed both of them over and ran out of my room, but there were more there, they started coming after me so I turned and ran down the hall behind me. I opened the window and stared below. The drop was a lot farther than in my dreams, but they came closer, I panicked, and I fell. My mind went into slow motion as I stared at the ground to what I half-hoped would be my end. I didn't want to go back. Not again. But then I met a softer landing, there were thick shrubs that broke my fall. When I stood up I immediately fell back down with a sharp pain shooting up my leg. I looked down and saw that I was drenched in blood. I forced my arms and working leg to push me along, but I didn't get very far before something tackled me. I saw it for a second, and then I was gone.