New York

Chapter 4

I tremble against the wall and sink to the ground. I pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them, memories flooded my mind.

"Shh... hide in here and don't make a sound. Stay low and ill be back for you okay?" my mother whispered in my ear and kissed my forehead gently before standing and walking out of the bedroom. I watched through the cracks in between the door and the wall. The tears streamed down my red tinted cheeks as fear crept within my mind.

I sat there for what felt like forever when the sound of shattering glass is heard and a painful scream ripples through the air. I slap my hands over my ears and squeeze my eyes shut tightly.

I listen to my mother beg, "Please. Please don't hurt me..." I could hear her choking on her sobs, I imagined her on the ground with her hand in the air trying to block them from coming closer. I could see the tears fall from her eyes.

The last thing I heard before everything went silent was a dark laugh and a gun shot. I knew she was gone and I knew my father was gone as well. I knew they had murdered them.

I listened for them to leave and the door slammed shut. I quietly opened the closet door and made my way to the living room. I slowly walked towards my mothers body. my eyes averted to the bullet hole in her chest and looked at her dull, gray eyes. Realization set in as I fell to the floor gripping my mothers dead body, not caring about her blood soaking my clothes.

I lay my head in my arms and watch the door swing open to reveal Tyler. He slowly makes his way over to me. He extends his arm and tries to grab me. I move away from him in one swift movement and watch as his face falls.

"Luka..." he whispers softly.

I shake my head and stand. I feel his eyes on me as I walk away from him. I walk down the hallway and hear Tyler calling my name from the other end. I couldn't bring myself to turn around. I continue until I reach the door. I push it open and take a deep breath of the fresh air. Memories filling my mind of my parents murder all over again as my feet carry me back into the sanctuary of my apartment.

I walk into the apartment and grab a blanket from the back of the couch, the only blanket I have from my mother. I've kept this blanket here for moments like this. Moments I break down and cant control my emotions. I don't feel anything anymore. I've gone numb to pain. I wrap the blanket around my shoulders and grab the remote. I plop down onto the left side of the couch, with my knees pulled up and arms wrapped about them. The blanket covers my body. It's like a security blanket, like the ones you have as a kid.

I turn the TV on and blast music. I sigh running my hand through my hair again. I hum to Hunter Hayes, What you gonna do.

Who wakes you when the morning comes?

Who calls you every late night?

Who comforts you when you're in need?

And who always tries to treat you right?

Who gives you all he has to give?

And who would dedicate his heart to you

Who fulfills all his promises?

And who sees the good in you?

Tell me what you gonna do when I'm gone?

Oh, and where you're gonna go when there's nobody home?

And who's gonna love you when you're all alone?

Tell me what you gonna do when I'm gone?

Yeah what you gonna do when I'm gone?

I just wanna know

Who cries knowing you don't care?

And who worries what the future holds?

Who fears the road ahead?

And whose heart is turning into stone?

Who prays for your safe return?

And who misses you when you're away?

And who's tired of empty promises?

And who's tired of all the games you play?

Tell me what you gonna do when I'm gone?

Oh, and where you're gonna go when there's nobody home?

And who's gonna love you when you're all alone?

Tell me what you gonna do when I'm gone?

I just wanna know what you gonna do, what you gonna do when I'm—when I'm gone?

Tell me, what you gonna do?

Tell me, what you gonna do when I'm gone?

Oh, and where you're gonna go when there's nobody home?

And who's gonna love you when you're all alone, when you're all alone?

Tell me, what you gonna do when I'm gone?

Oh, what you gonna do when I'm gone?

I just wanna know when I'm gone?

When there's no one home and you're all alone

Will you be just be fine alone or will you cry when I'm gone?

Wanna know, wanna know

Oh, what you gonna do when I'm gone?

Tell me, what you gonna do when I'm gone?

As the song ends, tears are streaming down my face. I pull my knees closer and bury my face in my arms. Why does this always happen? Why do I have to get so attached to people? Why am I attached to Tyler when I barely know him? Hes the best friend I never had the chance to have as a child. So many questions run through my mind but they're cut short with a soft knock on the door.

I look at the door for a few moments before standing up and slowly making my way too it. There is another knock on the door and I hesitantly open it. Standing there isn't who I want it to be. I gasp and take a small step back, dropping the blanket from around my shoulders. Standing there is Drew.