Model, millionaire, Karlie Cora had done everything she needed to do in order to get in the position she wanted to be in, one of the top models in the world. But she walks into the wrong alleyway and now, the most powerful Mafia man is protecting he...
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This isn't real.
This isn't real.
This isn't real.
Her body falls in my arms, making me fall to my knees with her. This can't happen, not like this, not when she just did everything.
People are screaming but all I can see is Morgan's eyes, cold. So much blood, so fast. It surrounds us.
My ears are ringing. Who would do this? Why? Why her? She didn't do anything. She just wanted to create clothes. She wanted to be a designer.
I gasp when a hand grabs my shoulder tightly.
Jaxon is in front of me saying something, trying to pull me up but I can't. My hands hold her body and my knees are weak.
"Karlie...scared... out of here..." His voice cuts in and out.
He knows he could easily lift me and pull me away but there's people standing in front of me, blocking me as human shields.
"Oh god." I whisper without a single thought.
Before I know it, Jaxon pried my hands off of her and lifts me with the human shields following us, Logan and Kane.
A strangled noise leaves my lips as I watch Morgan's body disappear behind the wall. I'm so confused. How? Why? Who?
"I know, my love. I know." Jaxon whispers as he continues to run out of the building. "Get the keys." He orders one of the guys.
One pulls the keys out of his pocket and the other opens the door before Jaxon gets into the car with me on his lap.
How many people do I have to loose?
I've lost everyone. My parents, my brother, my sister, my best friend, my only childhood friend that was still alive.
Every where I go, death follows.
Is this a sign? Should I stop? Who has the right to decide when someone dies? Who decides that they don't get to grow old?
Who's next? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Speak to me."
That wasn't the first time I've seen a dead body but it's the first time they've died in front of me. Is there supposed to feel like a hole has been dug through my chest?
I clear my throat.
"Are you okay?"
Jaxon's head jerks back as he stares at me with his lips pursed and his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows furrowed.
"Am I okay? Karlie, is this some sick joke?" He nearly spits out.
"I'm sorry." I say as my voice cracks, moving to cup his face but I freeze when I see my hands. Dried blood. My friends dried blood is on my hands.
I tuck my hands under my thighs.
Jaxon stands, abruptly, staring down at me with his hand over his mouth. Normally, I can tell what he's feeling but I can't describe how he's looking at me. A mixture of disappointment and anger.
"I-" He stops, shaking his head. "You're in shock." He says, nodding as if he's telling himself.
"It's okay." I smile, weakly before standing and walking pass him. I clench my shaking hands, holding them in front of me to hide them away from Jaxon's sight.
It's not okay.
"Karlie." Jaxon calls behind me as I hear his heavy footsteps behind me. I don't stop though. I need to take a shower.
I guess, I'm not into blood.
I only stop when I'm in front of the shower, turning on the shower with him standing in the bathroom doorway. It's like he's waiting for me to break.
I quickly take off, what was once a white jumpsuit and the jewelry I had on before getting in the shower.
I scrub my friends blood off of my body, harshly. Never thought I'd have to say that sentence. Life's fucking hard.
I glance towards Jaxon through the glass shower door, seeing him move to the bathroom counter instead the doorway.
I don't know why he's acting like this. He knows I've lost everyone, well at least I think he does. Have I told him?
"You know, you can talk about it, right? You don't have to bottle it up." He sighs.
"I know, Jaxon." I roll my eyes as I rinse off the soap on my body.
"If you know, why aren't you talking about it?" He asks as I reach my hand out to grab the towel off of the rack.
"Because there's nothing to talk about." I say, widening my eyes as if he can see me. He's trying so hard for no reason, I don't even know how I feel yet and he's trying to get me to say something.
"You-"
He freezes as I step out of the shower using the towel in my hand as I squeeze the water out of my hair.
"Continue." I tell him, making him clear his throat and avert his eyes.
"You know that's not true." He nearly spits out.
"It's fine. I'm fine." I say, letting my shoulders drop from exhaustion. I hear him sigh but I focus on my towel.
I've been surrounded by death my entire life. My younger sister died when I was 5 and she was 3, she choked on a lid to a bottle. I don't remember much from her death, it's kind of a blur.
My father died from a car crash when I was 8. My mom and brother were affected the most. Of course, I was devastated but he and I didn't get along too well even at age 8.
My mother killed herself two years after when I was 10. She wrote this letter, only addressing it to me, telling me the reason why she did it, how much she loved me, and what she did took courage, leaving her two children to defend for themselves. At first, I though it was selfish, she was selfish but she isn't. She was in pain, physically and mentally. It would be selfish to make her go through that.
My older brother found a tumor in his brain. I took care of him until he passed. The tumor made him lose bits and pieces, slowly but fast at the same time. Losing the movement in his legs before his hands and then any movement. His eyes would follow me and water when he saw me crying.
He fucked with me. I'd see him in my dreams, sometimes I'd be the one who couldn't move. I would see a shadow in the corner of my eyes and flip out. Josh was the one who got me help.
"I'm fine." I mutter, clearing my throat as I wrap the towel around myself.
"Karlie, just listen to me." Jaxon breathes out, wrapping his hand around my arm, making me face him. "Just tell me if things change, okay? That's all I ask."
I turn my head down before nodding slightly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry I haven't been posting much, school has been riding my dick.
