****In The Begining Of Every Chapter It Will Say KTJ and The Letter Underlined And In Bold Is Who's Charecter's The Point Of View It Is****
"Mom, Timmy, I'm home!" Katerina shouted as she walked through the door and into the living room.
"Mother! Mother come quick!" Katerina cried as she saw the pool of blood surrounding her brother.
"Timmy! Timmy!" she cried while holding his hand. But it was no use. He was already gone.
K T J
"Timmy was my brother. He was a good boy; no he was a great boy, and a great brother. He was full of happiness, and brought happiness to everyone he met."
"Wasn't he retarded?" My younger cousin shouts.
"Shut up Lydia!" I scream as I fall to my knees and sob.
Timmy was mentally retarded, but I never thought of him like that. He was misunderstood, but not by me.
"Kat, someone's here to see you." Mom says as she retreats back into her own room.
"Hey," Joey says as he enters.
"What do you want?" I glare at him.
"I just came to see how you're doing."
"I'm just fine, thanks." I say sarcastically.
"Don't be like that." He shakes his head.
"Well how should I be?" I scream, "My brother's dead!"
"You're not the only one who's lost someone they care about," he stares at me.
"My brother died, too. In the Oakridge shooting."
"I-, you're serious?"
He nods, "He was walking down the hall to Spanish class when he heard a couple of people scream. Then the bullet was lodged in the back of his skull.
"Next thing I know, I'm being ripped from class and rushed to the hospital and then the mortuary. No one in my family's been the same since." A single tear runs down his face.
"I-I don't know what to say, Joey. I'm so sorry. But, how did you go on?"
"It was hard," he leans against my wall, "I started out like you. Locked in my room, trying to shut the rest of the world out. But then people started coming to visit me, trying to cheer me up."
"Did it work?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Uh, no," he laughs a little, "well, not until your brother came to visit me." My jaw drops. "Yeah, Timmy came and helped me out. He became my friend."
"I never knew… He never told me." I look down.
"He didn't tell you a lot of things," Joey sighs and looks out into the distance.
"What do mean by that?" I stand up.
"You'll learn in time…" Joey calls over his shoulder as he's leaving…
"Wake up! Wake up! It's time for school!" my step sister, Tammy, shakes me the next morning.
"No I don't! Stop it Tammy!" I scream at her.
"Yes you do," she puts her hands on her hips, "Dad said you had one week off of school. And guess what. It's been one week!" She rips the comforter of my bed.
"Stop it Tammy!" I shriek, "He's not even my dad!"
"Gosh, you are so annoying, just chill out."
Next thing I know, Tammy's on the floor, blood pouring from her nose, my hand hurts, and I panic. I drag her behind me, and dump her in our storage closet…
A couple hours later, there's a knock on my bedroom door.
"Katerina," My mom, step dad, and Tammy are standing in the doorway, "we need to talk."
"Honey," Mom strokes my head, "we know you're going through a lot right now, you were very close to Timmy."
"I know," I nod.
"But we've all moved on, and it's your turn now."
"Yeah!" Tammy echoes.
"Don't make me hit you again!" I stand up, fist ready.
"You know what, I hate all of you! You just don't get it! I lost someone who I cared about, who I loved! You all thought of him as some mindless burden, but I didn't. He was my brother and nothing will ever change that." I say.
"Yes honey, but you need to let go. We're trying to help you, but if you can't-" Mom begins.
"So you want me to forget Timmy!" I yell and run out of the room.