"To thine own self be true" Yellowstone fanfiction

chapter 48 "another love"

Running up the driveway of the giant house, it was cold and rainy. My feet ran across the cold pavement so fast I was ready to fall. I could hear voices calling my name along with tires screeching as they pulled up to the scene. I ignored every sound they made. The only men running as fast as me was Casey and rip. Rip and my father drove vehicles through the becks hundreds of acers, attempting to find the barn. As for Casey and I we broke down the door of the hell house that stood Infront of us. Sperating from each other we scoped out the house. We drifted from room to room, checking closest and dressers for any signs of our children and any sign of the Beck brothers. Not a sign of any of them. My heart was pounding as I heard absolutely nothing but the sounds of the creaky floor boards below and above me. I waited to hear from Casey at the bottom of the stairs. "Put your hands up now! Now!!" Casey yelled. Quickly I rushed upstairs to his side. There sat teal, Malcolm's brother, spending his time on the toilet. Casey's gun was drawn to becks temple. "Where are they" Casey spoke in a deep persistent growl. "I have no idea what you're talking about... Look... My safe is in the basement... Take what you want" teal held up his hands in fear. "My kids! Where the fuck are my kids!" Casey screamed through gritted teeth. "I don't know"

"Tell me!" Casey spat. Teal stayed silent, holding back his secrets. Suddenly Casey jumped as the loud shots of my pistol sprung a leak in his foot. Beck screamed bloody murder as the pain in his shattered foot reached his senses. "Fffuck!! Fuck!! I said I don't know!" He cried. "Liar" Boom. Another shot. This time in his hand. His body fell to the ground, hugging himself in agony. "F..fine!! Off of highway 21. East side. You'll... You'll find a house! He's there..I..I swear!" He sobbed into his blood puddle he laid in. "where is she!?" I yelled out with my gun to his head. "honest!! I ..I don't know who she is!! I only know about the boy!!" He cried. "fucking useless" i muffled. I shot him in the head before following Casey out. Without hesitation Casey ran for his truck. We both look back behind us as we heard multiple gunshots ring out in the distance. I looked back at Casey with a ball in my throat. "Don't you come back home without that baby boy you understand me. Bring that boy home!" I yelled across the yard to him. He nodded his head before speeding off leaving nothing but dust in the air. As he left I quickly ran miles to the sound of the shots. As I ran fast the shot got louder. The louder they got the closer I was. In my mind I could only think of the worst of worst. I ran so fast I forgot to even breath. Then finally. The last shots rung out, only this time the sound of rips voice screamed. His voice scared me to my core. My feet were moving faster than my thoughts. Rip continued to scream. His voice wasn't his voice. "Rip!?" I yelled as I ran. "No!!" Rip screamed some more. "No!!"

"What!? Rip!! Rip!!" After gouging my skin with sticks and thorn I made it to the barn. The headlights of cars surrounded the area. All of the men had guns to the ground and Hats to their chests. "Rip!?" I called out once more. I shoved my way through the crowd of sorrowful men. There it was. My worst nightmare. My life vanishing before me. The father of my child holding my lifeless, bleeding daughter. Her eyes were shut slightly, just hardly open. Her skin was as pale as the snow falling from the sky. Nothing to her but multiple bullet holes, but the obvious one laid between her eyes. It was as if the world was in slow motion. I stumbled my way to the man I once loved. Tears fell down my face as he stared up at me. the strong woman I was quickly faded as I fell to my knees. I tore my daughters body from his arms and held her for dear life as I screamed a horrific gut wrenching scream. I could feel my soul being torn out of my belly then twisted into many nots. I screamed until there was no more air left for me to breathe. I screamed and cursed the name of the god who chose this path for my daughter. Holding her against my body so tight I couldn't feel reality anymore. I didn't want to believe this was it. I laid her down in the grass attempting cpr. I slammed into her chest as I gasped for air myself. All I could hear is a long silent screech. Almost a faint ringing sound. "Come on baby. Come on baby!" I pleaded to God. "Come on!!' I pumped and pumped. "Twitty....twitty...baby" my fathers voice sounded as if it was in a bubble. Muffled with tearful pleading. He pulled my body away from hers. "No!!" I screamed. "no! No!" I hyperventilated. I ran my hands through my hair trying to catch a breath, trying to get back to reality, something. Just something. I stumbled back from her teeny tiny lifeless body. I refused to look at her again. I scanned the aera. I noticed Malcolm's body laying in the field close by. I quickly walked up to him. He was already gone. His body had gone cold. He had a gunshot to his head also. It wasn't enough for me. This was my fault. I slipped my pistol out of my holster then aimed it at his skull. Without a mood on my face I emptied my gun onto his skull until he was no longer recognizable. It didn't feel good. It wasn't satisfying. I just didn't believe my reality. Shot after shot after shot the ringing continued in my ear "Enough! Enough twitty!" Lloyd spoke as he smacked my gun out of my grip. his arms wrapped around my body, my body fell to my knees again. I screamed once more to relieve my hurting soul. My body went limp as my face was also numb. Lloyd held me up as I continued to scream tearful cries. Her body was lifted and taken away by her daddy. He laid her gently in the backseat of a vehicle. "Look what you've done" a voice yelled from afar. Past the vehicles I could see Lee confronting me. He was angry. He was so angry. "what have you done!! Why did you do this!? What for!? Why twitty!!" He screamed. "Why!" I stayed still in fear. "I told you Twitty. I told you to never become a mother! I told you, you weren't enough! Why didn't you listen to me!?" My mother appeared in my sights. She appeared from behind my father. "This should've been you! Why did you do it! Why!? For your own selfish desire Twitty!?" My mother kneeled Infront of me pistol in hand. "You're a monster!" She screamed in my face. Her presence was so cold. When she got in my face it was so cold I couldn't handle the freezing feeling. Her hand held up a gun to my head in the exact spot The bullet hole entered my daughter. "Take it!!" She Hollared. "Take it!! This is what you have done!! Take it!!" Her boney cold fingers pulled the trigger....