The ride home was worse than the ride there. He kept his hand on my thigh the entire time and at every stoplight he kissed my cheek. Oh, how I want to burn my cheek right now with boiling water. Brett disappeared as soon as he led me in the house, but after he kissed me. Disgusting. I kicked off my heels and ran up the stairs to my room, eager to take a shower and clean away his filth. I took my shower, quickly though, and changed into shorts and a tanktop....guess what color. I then tucked myself into the dark bed and attempted at sleep. Sleep did not come, and it was alread 2 AM, I took my shower at 10, so it had been a while. I then heard a painful woamn's scream downstairs and then some pleading.
"Oh, no, please, please! Don't hurt me! Please! I-I-I'll do anything!" It sounded like Jenna.
"NO! You don't deserve to live!" I heard a loud smash. I sat up quickly, my hands were shaking. I felt warm tears roll down my face.
"NO! I DO! I AM ONLY 14 YEARS OLD!!" She cried again. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, I leaped out of bed, full of adrenaline, ready to save my sister. I sprinted/tripped down the steps on my way down and then slid into the living room.
"JENNA!!!!!!!!!!!"
"OH MY GOSH IT'S YOU!!!! OH MY GOSH!!!! BROOKE!!!!" Jenna screamed.
"Brooke!!! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO STAY IN YOUR ROOM!" he held 2 hand guns, aiming straight at my sister and my's embrace.
"WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL MY SISTER?!" I yelled, letting go of Jenna and lunging toward the agitated young man in front of me,"WHY?" I heard a bullet go through the air, and a high pitched scream filled the house, jenna dropped to the ground.
"OH NO JENNA!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? Monster!" He grabbed my arm and twisted it when I turned to my sister in shock. She had been shot in her calf.
"It had to be done, baby, now let me clean up and take care of her."
"NOOOOO!!!" He shoved me aside and I fell to the floor. I faced my bleeding sibling,"Jenna, I'll save you..." I managed to croak through my pain.
"Oh no, you won't be, babe. Or I'd have to shoot you too."
"Jenna.......Jenna......" I saw Jenna rip a piece of her shirt out to tie around her gunshot wound. She struggled to stand, but she could. I could only imagine the pain she must have right now. I got up and jumped at Brett, but he just stuck his arm out, ready to hit me in the face. I hit and kicked him until I was in pain from hitting his now bulging muscles. Was he a bodybuilder? I tried to hit the gun out of his hand but he just picked me up and threw me into a mirror that was hanging on the wall. Shards of glass pierced into my thin, pale skin and bright red blood was dripping out and on the white marble flooring in the kitchen. I was laying in a pool of blood. I attempted at picking out the pieces of glass in my back and sides, but then didn't care, I needed to save my sister.
