the abandoned hotel

chapter two

y/n's POV 

this morning i woke up at the middle of the night breathing heavily, my forehead sweaty and my eyes filled with tears. I realized that i dreamt of the day my parents died. I will never forget that day they didn't deserve what they got. Even though it was 3am i called my aunt to come over cause i couldn't sleep. when she came i went down and opened the door for her. when we went upstairs to my room we went on my bed and she invited me to her embrace so i can be comfortable and relaxed. when she got this notebook out of her bad she started reading to me about the journeys written in the diary. I felt like this diary was the thing that always helped me when i had a bad dream or a panic attack.

flashback to last year...

it was the day after i turned 17 and we were on our way back to Australia from the vacation and business trip in Italy. We mostly went there for my 17th birthday but we still had to travel away from Australia for a little because a week before my dad meet some bad guys at the club and he had to pay them that night but he didn't so for payback they came to our house and trashed it till the tip that we had to leave. In the morning my mum woke up with bruises and told us that since they didn't find dad they hurt mum which she didn't deserve because she didn't have a drop of bad blood in her whole body. We paid workers to work on our house for 2 weeks which they did but my parents never got the chance to see how it became. The holiday was wonderful we had a lot of us even though had some things to do in the middle of the night which he never told us of.

while we were going on adventures all around Italy my mum always had the same 3 stuff with her; her drawing book, a cute little pink diary which she never told us what is written in it, and her pocket where she keeps the stationary she needs for whatever she was doing. She never told me, what she told me was that when i turn 18 i can see everything that's in there.

on the ride back home i was in the back seat reading my new harry potter book my mum brought me from Italy and was with my headphones listening to chill music to help me relax. I didn't hear anything that was happening but my parents where arguing about something that seemed if it had to do with me about being young to be passing through shit like this which i personally didn't understand. When they were fighting i was noticing this black SUV following us but i thought it was a random car doing there ride back to somewhere but i didn't think it was that cause it has been following us for 20 minutes. When i was going to tell my parents my dad turned back and screamed at me telling me to shut up which made my eyes tear up cause i never been yelled at. I didn't notice that my diary flew out of my the window which made me scream at my dad to stop. He pressed the breaks so fast that my phone fell out of my hands and when i went out of the car running back to get my book, the passenger of the car behind up got this big gun out of a window and aimed it at our car and i went screaming to get out but ..... but it was too late cause the car was already busted up and my parents with holes in their heads and chest from the shotting which made me scream to the top of my lungs and i went running to the car, grabbed and phone and my mum's bag and was about to call my aunt about what happened and when i started walking and looked back i saw the car light up in flames which made me fall to my knees crying and i couldn't even see clear with eyes full of tears about the scene i saw in front of my eyes. when i called my aunt and she came to me she snatched my mum's bad out of my hands for no reason and put it in the trunk of her car. she helped me get up and walked to the car still crying. on our way home she explained to me why she took the bag out of my hand. 

back to today...

Both of us ended up sleeping on my bed with the diary open of my aunt, Carla's chest. when i woke up i slowly took the book from her hands, closed it and put it on my dresser. I wrote a small note that i'm going to shower before Ace comes to pick me up but it was too late. while i was showering i hear the door bell ring and I didn't want my aunt to meet Ace now. So i got ready fast but it was too late.