We continued going to school. Trying to stay out of trouble. Then the School Rebels started to lay off. They didn't bother us. And that actually bothered me more. I was always on my toes. Then one lunch time I didn't see Rick. I looked everywhere. He was nowhere to be seen. Then some of the School Rebels came up to me and said, "Looking for Rick. Come with us." They dragged me to that alley where they always attack us. I should have known they brought him here. They brought me in far enough no one would see us but far enough that I couldn't touch Rick. I could just see him. They held me tight so that I couldn't move. All I could see was Rick standing against the brick wall. And "Thug Daddy" pacing back and forth in front of him. And everyone else standing around. Then "Thug Daddy" started talking. "Rick, I wish you would have stayed. You were my number 1 man. I loved you Rick. You were prefect but then you left. You traded me. Why?" "I couldn't do it. Hurt innocent people for no reason. So heartless. I have a heart. And it's not cold like yours." "Well, that's too bad because you, your boyfriend, and your girl know way too much. You shouldn't be alive. And I'm ending it here but first go say bye to Winner. He's over there. Go ahead." "Thug Daddy" let come close to me then... He shot him. Straight to the ground Rick fell. Rick pointed the gun at me and Said, "Now you." Then he heard sirens. And he ran his School Rebels dropped me and pushed me on the ground and ran. When I got to my knees I was alone. There was Rick on the ground. I ran over to his body. I held him a cried. I cried and cried until the police came. They had to force me to go home. I didn't want to leave him side. My heart felt like someone cut a hole in my chest and ripped out my heart and whipped it at a wall that was covered with knifes. I didn't even want to live anymore. The paramedics said he had under a 10% chance of living. I cried more then my mom has in her whole life. When I got home there was a note from Suzy she said she was out and she'll be back by 9. I grabbed a knife and pointed it towards my stomach. I took a deep breath. And I dropped the knife. And began to cry even more. Then I noticed my arm was bleeding. I must have accidentally cut myself while dropping the knife.
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Teen FictionI'm just lying here in stillness and darkness wondering why. Why did this have to happen to my mom? We have nothing we can't even afford a house. Here I am a 14 year old boy that lives in a shelter home. Mom says one day we'll get out. But I've lost...