Our Last Night

Chapter 1: A New Beginning.

  Since the death of my sister, life has been harder than I could ever imagine. Getting a good night's sleep doesn't exist in my world anymore, it has probably been days since the last time I closed my eyes. Because of the memory of my sister, and the nightmare that comes with it keeps me awake at night. Every time I close my eyes, all I see is the family that was once here on this earth with me, before death decided it was their time to go and left me behind to protect myself of the danger that's in this world. I haven't been eating either, I've probably lost a few pounds without even knowing it. As I walk up the stairs to get ready for another disheartening day at school, I can see the photo that my family and I took when we were in Paris, as I gaze at it I can feel the tears building up inside, I try my hardest to maintain them but I couldn't stop the few that already had dripped down my face.

" I miss you guys so much, I wish I could see you just one last time," I said to myself while wiping the tears from my face.

Having to say goodbye to your whole family isn't exactly something you can get through overnight, it takes time and a lot of emotional healing. I wish I was more appreciative of the things they did for me and with me. I took them for granted and now they are gone forever if I could have a second chance I would do it all differently. I started to step up the last five steps, as I finished getting dressed. I heard something shatter downstairs, it cracked like someone had broken a glass or something. I ran to my parents' room and grabbed my dad's Fort 12 pistol, he always stored it on the shelf in the back of the closet in a shoe box. As I loaded the gun I heard another noise, someone was in the house. I walked down the hallway towards the stairs and starting sneaking towards the kitchen, I had the gun in my hand ready to fire at whoever was here, I ducked behind the wall and jumped out aiming the gun at my sister's friend Julian.

"Julian, what the hell", I yelled.

"Oh, hey Emily", he said.

"What are you doing here?", I asked him while still holding the gun in my hand.

"Um I think the real question here is, Why the hell do you have a gun?!?" he said while holding up his hands.

" I thought you were an intruder or something, I needed to protect myself in case you were", I said lowering the gun.

"Well to answer your question I came by to check on you, I heard about what happened to Carisa," he said frowning down at the ground.

"Yea, I'm pretty sure everyone has by now", I said.

I didn't fancy the fact that most people at my school heard about my sister's death. I was going through enough pain, the last thing I needed or wanted was to get a bunch of people in my face asking "How I'm doing" or "How I'm holding up". I don't want any of their respects, it's very awkward for me, and I don't want people to look at me as the girl who lost her entire family. Sometimes at my school, they transform the story into something offensive or just horrific, because they think the original story is too boring, not enough action or drama. Going to school is going to be a real nightmare, I wish I didn't have to go but I don't want to risk missing too many days of school, then fall behind.

"Um Julian, just a quick question", I said.

"Sure what's up?", he asked getting off of the floor.

"How did you get in my house?", I asked.

"Oh, well when your parents died, your sister gave me a spare key, just in case anything happened and you needed to be taken care of", he said while holding the key in his hand.

"Thanks but I can take care of myself. ", I said.

"Emily, I'm your friend, you don't have to push me away.", he said placing his hand on my shoulder.

"No, correction your my sister's friend, you only know me because she introduced me to you when you came over for dinner," I said removing his hand from my shoulder.

"Even when we were introduced to each other, we still didn't talk." I said folding my arms.

"You're right, but still I'm here to help.", he said while placing his hand on his chest.

"Thanks but I don't need any help, I'm doing just fine on my own.", I said.

"Really?", he asked me while folding his arms.

He marched over to the fridge and opened it, only to find a refrigerator with hardly any food in it. He stared at me with a grin on his face, god knows I truly desired to slap that smirk right off his face but I held back.

"What?", I asked.

"You can take care of yourself huh?", he said sarcastically.

" Yes I can, I don't need a babysitter.", I said while staring at him with my arms folded.

"Your sister was right you are stubborn.", he said while staring at me with an attitude.

As I stood there facing Julian, I remembered that I was still holding my dad's gun in my hand. I looked to the ground and noticed that the beautiful snow globe my mom bought me in Paris, was shattered, I could feel the agony and hatred building up, I wanted to blast out in rage and slaughter everything in my path, including Julian.

"Look what you did Julian?!?", I yelled.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Emily.", he said while looking to the ground then back at me.

I collapsed to the floor looking at the broken snow globe, I felt a tear fall down my face, I immediately wiped it away before Julian had time to notice it. As I held a piece of the snow globe in my hand, I had a flashback of the time my family and I were in Paris, it made my heart feel warm because of the happy memories we made, the jokes we told, and the laughs we shared with each other. Then again, it made my heart cold because they were taken from me. Just reminiscing about that, having to accept that I was on my own made me wanna do more than just scream. I squeezed the gun tight in my hand, aimed past Julian, closed my eyes, and fired the gun. All I could hear was Julian shrieking after the gun went off, as I opened my eyes, I could see Julian laying on the floor with his hands over his head, I whipped the tears off of my face, stood up, and walked towards Julian.

"Come on, get up.", I said holding my hand out.

He looked up at me. When I looked down to his face, all I saw was fear in his eyes, he probably wet his pants too.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.", I said.

"Why did you do that? Look, I'll buy you another snow globe okay?", he said shaking.

"Why is that thing so important to you anyway?", he asked.

I looked at him, wondering whether or not I should kick him in his face.

"My mother gave it to me when we were in Paris for our three-week family vacation.", I said placing my hand over my heart, trying to hold back any more tears I had left.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know.", he said frowning at me.

"Whatever, we should probably get to school.", I said looking at the time.

"Oh damn we're gonna be late, and I have a chemistry exam.", he said seeming worried.

"Well, then we better hurry.", I said while starting to run out the door.

When I rushed out the door, I could see Julian right behind me. As my speed increased, I could feel the cold air on my face, I could hear the birds singing, and I could see the beautiful sun shining away. It felt gentle, it was somewhat peaceful. Julian caught up with me, as I turned my head toward him, our eyes met, he winked at me and I rolled my eyes with a smile. Staring at him long enough, I discovered the color of his eyes were hazel. I turned my head back towards the front and started running even faster, I believed for a short second that I was Bella from Twilight. As wild as Julian and I were running, we were unquestionably going to get to school right on time.