~𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞~
(𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟮 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗻 September 6th)
She was pure and kind hearted, she loved peace.
21 year old Medusa Evalor focuses on her education for a better future, but o...
The Funeral was today... I hadn't missed it... something in me still refused to believe my mother was gone, the woman who birthed me.
But in my heart I was just blessed that my brother was still alive and well. If anything happened to him I would of never been able to forgive myself.
"Are you ready guys?" My grandma says trying to contain herself from bursting into tears.
"Yes.." my brother replies for me.
As the car starts moving I look out the window, maybe this would have been different if I hadn't gone with HIM.
Tears rolled down my face. As we approached the venue. People I've never seen in my life were there. My brother was shattered. But he was strong, strong for me. He went over and introduced himself to the people.
"F*ck I can't do this. I can't." I say to myself while walking away.
Nobody noticed I had gone... everyone was mourning and using eachothers shoulders to cry on.
But there I was the weak one. I wasn't ready for this. I didn't want to accept the fact that my only saviour was gone. I would never see her again.
Those cruel thoughts ran through my mind.
As I slowly wipe my tears away I find myself lost. I looked over my shoulder....nothing. I looked ahead of me..nothing.
I look down. There was a bullet.
"What the hell?" I say silently to myself.
As I was about to begin walking, I feel a cold shiver down my spine. A hand quickly covers my mouth making me unable to speak.
A couple seconds later everything goes blurry, then black.
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I find myself laying in a warm, yet unfamiliar bed. My head was throbbing.
"w-where am I?" As I say these words.
A guy in a black mask says...
"Your awake. Good."
He quickly grabs my wrists and wraps them with tape.
"What are you d-doing?" I question.
He says nothing and focuses on wrapping my wrists.
I look consciously around the room trying to find somewhere to escape but nothing..
He places me onto a chair and pulls my hair back.
"Your going to be very co-operative or otherwise.." he takes a box cutter knife out of his pocket and places it near my neck.
