(Okay guys this part of the story is sad and has suicide in it, if you don't feel comfortable you don't have to read it.)I opened my eyes well coughing, I tried to get up but smoke was flowing everywhere.
"Steven." I said softly well trying to get up.
"I'm okay." he said in the corner well coughing. He definitely was more beat up then me.
"We need to get out of here." I said well helping him get up. The hole room was destroyed. How are we still even alive? I rushed to kick open the door but a gun to my head stopped me.
"Don't move." I stopped in my tracks well holding my breath.
"Sarah put down that damn gun." She didn't listen well pushing the gun to my head harder.
"This bitch deserves to di-" She was cut off by a gunshot.I froze well everything went silent.
Did he just kill his daughter?nI turned around to see Sarah on the ground."Damn it y/n if you could of just listened to me you would have not gone through this." He says well throwing his gun on the ground.He sighs well walking towards me.
"If you really want to find the killer maybe you should have stopped running."
No words could come out of my mouth. I looked at Steven and he was unconscious. Shit I need to get him out of here.
"I'm your damn brother you know." I widened my eyes well listening carefully.
"You want to know why I'm doing this?" He said well chuckling. I nodded well taking in all his words. I have to get out of here."Because mom left me and chose you over me. I don't get what's so good about you than me, I was there for mother and father, But they chose you." He scuffed well pointing at me.
"Greyson?" He stopped well looking me in my eyes."You were so lonely that you killed them?" I said well scuffing.
"You don't even know the full story."
"Then tell me." He sighed well scuffing."Mother put you first saying you where better then me in everything, And yes I killed them. I betrayed are family and they kicked me out so I killed them."
"You deserve to die" I said well tears fell on my face.
"Kill me then sister." He said well grabbing my gun and putting it under his chin.
Pull the trigger. No he's my brother. He killed mother and father. He's still my brother. My mind was battling from ear to ear.
"I can't do it." I said well tears stream down my face.
"Fine I will do it myself." he said well a tear ran down his face. I tried to stop him but a gunshot ringed through my ears.
My last family member Just killed themselves infront of me. Why Is it always me? I Close my eyes well I become lightheaded. I breathed in to much smoke. I grabbed Steven without looking back. I guess this was the end. I found out the real story and I hate my life even more.
We both limped out the door to find a way out. Some how the stairs were still intake so me and Steven Slowly walked down the floors. Where are the members? Are they safe or dead too?So many questions ran through my head. I can't understand anything. I feel numb. Somehow me and Steven got to a exit and opened a door to clear oxygen. This has to be a dream, It feels like a dream. What am I supposed to do next? Wake up or maybe close my eyes? Why is this world so cruel?
I sigh well Steven and I both limp away from the building. Cop cars were getting closer and closer to the building as we limped. We both reached a alley way and sat down. My eyes slowly closed from being exhausted. I guess the end is here, I thought ends were happy. I guess not. I wish I could be happy at the ending, but I guess I can't because I guess this is how it's like to be chosen. I guess this is what it's like to be the unlucky. Life is such a plot twist.
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The Chosen One
FanfictionA black women who explored the mind of the past and was welcomed to the sad and scaring truth of her family through 7 members of the mafia. Chosen to the point of confusion. Is it love or hate? What's the key? Will she find it before it's to late? ⚠...