We Met In Boston || Chris Sturniolo

Chapter 1

Luke-Y/n get up it's time to leave!
It woke me up just to realize...sh!t I'm late, I grab my phone and look at the time (4:37 am) oh that kid I swear to god. I get up out of my bed and run downstairs and find Luke hiding from me behind the couch that rat. I tackle him as he screams for help.
Mom-Y/n get off of your brother! She screams from her room.
Y/n-Ugh fine.
I flip Luke off as I go up to my room and go back to sleep.

Time skip

It's finally time to leave from the home I grew up in, but I know that we can't afford this house anymore because of dad's passing.

Flash back

Y/n-Hey dad
Dad-Yes y/n?
Y/n-I have a boyfriend, his name is Brandon moore.
I look out of my window wondering what he's going to say.
Dad-Did you say moore?
Y/n-Yes, why?
Dad-I know his dad from work, you need to watch out for him honey.
Y/n-What why?
Dad-He isn't a good person.
We get home and I go up to my room and hear my parents arguing about finances and random sh!t. I suddenly hear a gun shot.
Mom-GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!
?-WHERE IS SHE? WHERE IS Y/N!?
I call 9-1-1 panicked and I whisper to them that someone in in my house and they have a gun. They said that it would be a minute and to get my brother and hide in a closet or a bathroom.
I go to get Luke and we get in the bath tub and cover out mouths.
We hear another gunshot and we start to cry. Mom cry's loudly.
Police officer-DROP YOUR WEAPON!
We hear 2 more shots.
I hear a man yell my name and said that it was ok to come downstairs.
I get out of the bath tub and tell Luke to stay there.
I walk down stairs shaking and I had tears running down my face. I look for the officer who had been calling my name. I turn around and I see Brandon looking at me and smiling.
Y/n-What did you do?
Brandon-What do you mean babe?
I look at my dad laying of the floor,dead. I look to my right to see my mom in pain, wheezing in the corner of the room.
Y/n-You killed my dad.
Brandon-No baby, I simply helped you from him, he's not a good person.
Y/n-No, Brandon...
I slap his face so hard that I left a mark.
Brandon-You b!tch!
He grabs my neck and starts kissing me, I pull away and he gets mad. He grips onto my neck ten times harder than before and he starts choking me, I suddenly pass out.
Later that night I woke up in the hospital next to my mom and my little brother. I look for my dad. I soon remember.
A single tear runs down my face.

Current time

I get all of my things and put them in the trunk. We say goodbye to our house and leave. I will never forgive you Brandon.

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Hi this in the author. This is my first story I have ever written. I hope you like it!