Psycho | h.s

7

I stopped my car just in time to see two of the most important woman gone . The river wasn't far down so I go out the car and jumped. I was swimming and swimming in the harsh river flow. I held my breath to see Gemma and Brooklyn. Gemma had a head injury and was immediately dead. Maybe I could save Brooklyn . I opened the car door and dragged Brooklyn out the car and swam her up to the surface. I took her to the grass patch close to the road and started giving her cpr until the police showed up.
"Mr. Styles. Step away from the girl!" They said over the car speaker. With tears rolling down my eyes, I stepped away. They ran and put cuffs on me while the ambulance and took Brooklyn. That was the last thing I saw before I was taken into the police car.

3 days later

"Mr. Styles , sheriff is here to see you. "said the guard. I was expecting him sooner.
The sheriff stepped into my cell and handed me a letter. It was a letter saying that Brooklyn has brain damage and they are trying to get her well in ICU. I started crying and wouldn't stop.

5 days later

"It's been 2 days since the announcement of Brooklyn's death. She died from a complication. I killed her and now she's gone. My court date is 11 February, Brooklyn's birthday. Goodbye, Brooklyn . You will always be my everything . I didn't mean for this to happen but I did this to you and now you're gone . I know how much you wanted to live in New York and perform on Broadway when you turned 18. Unfortunately your dream would of come true in just two more days. If I could of just let you get to know me, maybe would still be here. Goodbye Brooklyn, I love you forever." My last diary entry before tieing my bedsheets together, hanging them on the ceiling and saying goodbye to the world. There was nothing to live for. No Brooklyn, No Gemma and no world. Goodbye, my love.

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This was one of the worst short stories ever but I just wanted to complete it.