A/N if you are squeamish I advise you skip the beginning until you see the astrid * the beginning of this chapter depicts very gory scenes that are not for the faint of heart.
I was walking around town. I wasn't quite sure why, but I felt like I was aimlessly drifting and waiting for the final boot to drop. Agent Hotchner said they were close to finding him, but something still didn't feel right.
I found myself sitting in the park watching people pass by. It must be bliss to live a life of ignorance, to not have someone that hates you so much he wanted to kill you and destroy your family.
I stayed at the park until it was growing dark, and I began my walk back home. I have never been so empty or scared in my life. As I walked up to the drive I noticed that there were a lot of cars there. Shannon's Range Rover, my mom's Corvette, Jared's Expedition, Antonio's Ashton Martin, Feo's Taurus, and a car I didn't recognize. I began to wonder why they were all there.
I walked into the doors, but everything was dead silent. Which was unusual for for everyone. As I rounded the corner to the living room, there was small red spots all over the carpet, and they gradually grew bigger.
My heart was pounding against my chest threatening to give out as I suspected the worst, and I got it. I looked into the center of the living room, and wanted to vomit. I first saw Shannon his throat had been slit open, and his body was lain out on the floor. Panic set in as I didn't see the others.
I began to search the house. I checked the first floor bathroom, and found Antonio and Nat in a tube full of blood. I cautiously walked in. Their vital arteries had been cut, and they were left to bleed out. Tears streamed down my face, but I had to keep going.
I found Jared next in a room that I had never entered. It was a music room. His back was to me sitting at a piano.
"Jared?" His name didn't come out as more than a whisper. "Jared?" I walked over to him. I saw blood on the piano before I saw the damage that was done. His throat slit like Shannon's, but his hands had been cut off.
I don't think I could do this anymore. I felt sick. This was all my fault. If I had just given myself to Adam none of this would be happening, but I had to keep going. I had to know what happened to Feo and my mother.
I didn't find anyone else until I went into my room where there was a body under my sheets. I slowly reached out taking the fabric in my hands. I had a feeling who it was, but could I really bear to see her? I shut my eyes pulling the cover back, and when I opened them, my suspicions were right. Feo laid in my bed, with a gaping hole where her heart should have been and eyes staring blankly at me.
I fell to my knees and cried. Feo. My Feo. It felt like the world was crumbling around me, and I was holding on by a thread. I closed Feo's eyes and kissed her cold lips one last time.
There was one person left. My mother. I wasn't sure if I could go on. She was my everything. My rock, my anchor, my hope, and without her, I don't know how I could live on, but I needed to know what he did to my mom.
I began making my way to her bedroom, and saw a trail of blood at the door. I took the nob in my hand turning it, but I couldn't bring myself to push it open. I took deep breaths, but nothing could calm the anxiety I was feeling. I finally pushed the door open and walked in. What I saw was the horrific sight yet.
Her body was tied to the bed, and her stomach was cut open, and beside her was my unborn sibling. I collapsed to the floor unable to breath, unable to think.
"Gunnar."
I jumped up to be faced with Adam. He was covered in the blood of my loved ones.
"Gunnar." He repeated again with a malicious smile playing at his lips. I wish he would kill me already and stop toying with me.
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"Gunnar! Wake up!"
I jolted up right and met Feo's worried gaze. I pulled her into a tight hug.
"What were you dreaming about?" She asked pulling away.
"Adam... He killed everyone." Tears ran down my face as I recalled the nightmare. Now I remember why I never went to sleep. The nightmares.
"It's okay. Everything is going to be fine." Feo held me and comforting me.
A few moments later my phone rang. I dug for it in my pocket. Shannon was calling me, and it was after 11:00.
"Hey, I'm sorry I fell asleep at Feo's and I'm on my way home now," I said answering the phone.
"Gunnar, I can't get I touch with your mother."
Panic set in again. I dropped the phone.
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Broken {Completed}
Storie d'amoreJenna was young and reckless once, who wasn't, but she never thought that she would have to lie to the man she loved. She wanted a happily ever after, but she might not get it. She made mistakes, and the passed 17 years was no exception. She moved b...