Forever and Ever

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FOREVER AND EVER

Book 1

By: Callie Marie Ruiz

Prologue

I came in with another twelve pack of soda. We always drank a lot at these parties. The smell of warm desserts, chili and tamales filled the air as I walked out of the cold Christmas Eve weather of Colorado. I walked into the basement and there was every kid from every family-that was still apart of the family-lined up to go and talk to Santa. It really was just my dad in the outfit but as long as the kids bought it we still carried on the tradition.

"Evera come on come and sit on Santa's lap." My cousins yelled at me. I was sixteen and too old for that kind of stuff but all the cousins wanted to see the other doing little kid stuff so they can make fun of them. I shook my head and pointed the soda in my hand. The moaned in disappointment.

I went up the stairs to find my mom. She was in the living room talking to some relatives that I hardly knew. But it was a family reunion and there was bound to be people that I hardly knew. I set the package I was holding on the table and asked my mom," Do you need anything else mom?"

"No Evera thank you for your help." I smiled and left. I checked my phone and saw there were two texts from friends wondering what I was up to this night. I shook my head and didn't reply. I heard the door open and my cousin Matt walked in. He was covered in snow and was holing a cake that was made by my other cousin Sophia.

"Hey cuz where should I put this?"

"Put it on the table there." I pointed to the table near the living room under the chandelier.

"Okay. Can you take this cake I need to get some more things from my car?"

I took it and turned to place it on the table. I went back to the basement and helped handing out the presents. I could already see my pile getting big with makeup, books, and money. That's what you het for being the one kid that's hard to buy for. I heard a scream coming from upstairs that stopped me dead in my tracks.

I ran up the stairs to see two men with guns. They were shooting them and getting everyone in site. I ran down the stairs and whistled really loud so everyone could hear me. "Someone call 911. There are two men up stiars with guns shooting."

Everyone went into panic mode. Some grabbed their children others hid in the room that were down there. I searched for my two younger sisters and couldn't see any of them. I was pulled into a room and sat down. It was dad and he already had my sisters in there. He ran back out to find our mom. I looked out the crack on the side of the door. I saw a gruesome site.

Family was getting shot left and right. From the oldest of adults to the youngest of children. I then saw my dad fall to the ground with blood all over his face. My mother was at his side immediately was shot dead in the instant I saw her. My sisters were crying and I ran to comfort them even though I wanted to cry to. It then became dead silent.

All I could hear were the beating of my heart and my sisters. Then there was the Thump, Thump of shoes outside the door to our room. It opened and I went into defensive mode. They took one shot at me and grazed my arm. It wasn't lethal but painful enough to get me to fall to the ground.

He nodded to the others-there were a total of four- and they grabbed my sisters and dragged them outside. He shut the door and told my with a caniving smile," You don't need to see this Shorty."

"No!" I yelled at him while I tried so weakly to go after him. I heard the shoots and fell to the floor crying. I heard the door open again. And they came around me in a circle formation. They just stood there for awhile. Where they hesitating or were they just going to torture me with the suspense?

"You know boys I really don't want to kill this one. Yet. What do you think?" One of them said.

"Yeah I agree let's have some fun with her first." Said another.

They threw me back and one with tanned skin and a tattoo on his neck was over me. I tried to fight but he just shot me in the stomach. I kept fighting not wanting this. I didn't want to leave life this way. Another came hoping he could get under my dress. I fought him too. I fought the third and was repaid with a sot to my other arm and another to my left. The fourth came and I was weak from the blood loss. I couldn't fight him. He smiled and turned to his friends.

"Can I kill her I don't want to rape her?"

"Why not she's to much of a fuss any way." The fourth had his gun aimed at me. I saw him pull the trigger and heard the thunder coming from his gun. I then heard my blood curdling scream until I faded from the scene.