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Chapter1 (v.1) - im so sorry brother

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 04, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 04, 2017

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It was weird I woke up in a dark room, it smelled of rotting flesh.I could hear flies buzzing around. I had a stupid thought it was the zombie apocalypse. But then in the distance i saw a flickering light, it was red, it went in a rethom, off for three seconds, then on for two. Off… on.. off...on.. Than it turned green and I hired a  loud ringing. The lights turned on it was so bright because I had been sitting on a dark room for so long. My eyes had started to focus on what was around me. Than I realized where I was..., I was in a morgue.Dead bodys everywhere, I was strapped down to a table. There were tools on a little side table next to me. I had looked around then I spotted on the wall with a thick glass window. The glass was tinted I squinted my eyes to see behind the glass, I saw a chair, dashboard, and a mike. There was no one there though, then I looked around a little more. I looked at some of  the bodys but it didn't disturb me. I have been like this most of my life, Ever since i was 14. whatever happened on november 7th a day after my birthday. what happened  scared me and i became numb... two years ago...“MOM!!!...” BOOM!!! CRASH!!!  everything went black I couldn't hear anything but a ringing.I opened my eyes everything was bright. I started to focus on what was going on  the car was smoking the syrian was going crazy we were upside down.

I immediately thought mom, where's mom. MOM!!! I yelled over the syrian. I looked in the driver seat mo.. mom… say something mom! I said shaking  her, “mom wake up,” blood everywhere mom was bleeding didn't know what to do other than cry. “MOM please don't, mom wake up please, mom please, mom…”  I said more and more as my words muffled under my crying. “Mom please don't go I want you, I need you, mom please… I love you… please…”

Moms phone I should call Ethan… I type in his number as I cry 208…000..000.0 *ring**ring**ri* “hey mom” said ethan, I said as crying “Ethan mom...she's… gone”, “what do you mean…? she's gone?” he said confused. “I mean she's dead...” i said still crying. “Cole what happened are you ok is this a joke”. “no… it isn't” I cried. There was a silence,... he said to himself, “oh… my… god…” i started blurting with a shaky voice,“there was a truck she swerved  the tree I.. she turned and we flipped I, she, I mean”. “Cole…” He said in a quiet voice, “where are you…” I said, “ we are on highway 30” just wait there I will be there in a little i will bring the ambulance and cops.I waited until they got there, I sat on the outside of the car in a ball and cried. They got there Ethan came over to me and told me to get in the truck, he looked at mom in the car and he had a dual expression. He had gotten in the car i saw him just standing there then he slowly walked over

and got in the truck. than I saw them put mom in a body bag as we drove away.The ride was silent for at least 20 min. Than I asked, “should we tell dad”. Ethan face was blank as he said quietly, “like he would care…he never did why would he now…” I replied, “don't say that Ethan.” “Well it's true!!! Fuck Dad doesn't care and he never will!!!” He looked at me and his eyes started filling with tears and then he looked away. I didn't know what to do I had never seen him cry before. “Eth...Ethan are you ok…?”“Of course I am not, mom is dead I mean she is dead… I am only fucking 17, you are only thirteen..14. We shouldn't have to deal with this.!!!” We both looked forward and it was quiet the rest of the ride home. When we got home dad wasn't home as usual he was probably at the bar getting his sorry ass wasted.I went through the cupboards to find something to make. I asked Ethan, “Do you want anything?” He said “no” he went to his room and closed the door. I found some roman to make. I left dad some in the microwave. I knocked on Ethan's door and there was no answer. I walked in,he was sound asleep. I ate and then went to bed.

“Where the .. fuck is your mother!!!” I got out of bed and ran into the room and dad was ready to beat the shit out of Ethan. I ran over to dad and did the best I could to hold him back.I screamed, “DAD STO!”... *smak*, I was down on the floor holding my face. Dad had hit me so hard I flew to the floor. “ETHAN!” I screamed. Dad had ethan down on the floor. I didn't know what to do so I got the pistol from the closet and aimed it at dad. I cried and I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger *bang*There was a silence I opened my eyes… I dropped the pistol my hands shaking. I covered my mouth and muttered, “oh… my… god…. Ethan I…, I…, I am so sorry.” my dad says, “look what you did you fuck up.” “Dad just shut the fuck up your son is dying.”

I picked up the pistol and waked him in the back of the head with it. He went for my neck to choke me. befor he could I pointed the pistol at his chest and coked it.*bang* I shot him in the heart without hesitation. He fell to his knees he looked at me with sorrow, I looked at him with disgust and his eyes fluttered shut as he fell at my feet.  I quietly said, “I am sorry.”I took his phone and called 911 they answer and I yelled, “please get an ambulance here now!!!” And hung up. I ran to ethan and healed my hand to Ethan's chest trying to stop the blood. He said to me, “cole… If… I don't… make….” I interrupted, “don't say that….” He kept saying, “I… just… want you… to… know…, I…” *caugh,caugh* “I… love you… stay strong…, and… keep… fighting…” *caugh*.” “I love you to ethan,” I said His eyes rolled back and closed and he fell limp.

“ethan… ETHAN!!!” The cops barged in as the cops took Ethan to the ambulance I was crying and screaming, “NOOOO please NO!!!!! I kicked and screamed as i punched the cop in the face and ren to ethan and grabbed his arm ETHAN!!! Nooo they pulled me off of him and i was kicking and screaming...

The cops held me down as they put cuffs on me they put me into the car. I sat in the cop car as I watched the ambulus drive away....

 


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