Chapter 9
Fletcher and I are sitting in the living room across from each other. I sit there biting my lip and shaking because I'm worried about Jack. Even though he hates me. I always worry about people who get hurt.
I notice now that Fletcher is staring at me like I killed his mother. I hate these glares I'm getting all the time. "I don't know what I did to you, but I'm sorry." I clear my throat. "Do you even have a clue of what you've been doing to my friends?" He scoffs. "No." I squeak out quietly and look at my lap.
"Ever since you have been in Chris' life, you've been ruining his brothers friendship with him. Now they can barely stand each other because of you. And I don't like those kind of people who do that...Because of you Jack might die!" He throws his hands into the air. "I'm sorry. I guess I'll just try to be out of your lives then." I shakily get up and walk into my bedroom, locking the door behind me.
I slide down against the door and start sobbing. Everything I do, everything I touch, everything I see, I ruin. It's like a curse I don't want. How could I have been so naive? Obviously Jack and Fletcher hate me and I couldn't tell.
I walk over to the window and open it to sit on the windowsill. Ever since I found out I grew up in a family of immortal mobsters and my dad is the one who started the war crap, my life has been upside down. I'm the only mortal person in my family and I want it to stay that way. What if I just ran away? Maybe I wouldn't hurt anyone anymore. I quietly climb out the window and walk in a random direction. I don't know where I'm going, but I just need a break from people hating me right now.
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Children Shouldnt Play At War
Science Fiction4 teens are stuck in the middle if WW3. two quarrelsome brothers. 1 best friend and one beautiful girl with a darj secret and a darker past. Can they stop a war before it starts?or is it fixed in history? all Fletcher chapters are written by @Joelho...
