Never Ending Road of Love

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*Amora's POV* 

I need to stay strong.

I can feel my insides crumble. Pulverised. Like pounding a hammer to a foundation. It can't be- Anthony and now Mom?! I don't feel anger towards these men, it's much more than that now. Jumbled thoughts infested my mind; my gory body and head ached. 

I squeazed Mom's hands, the man who stabbed my mother was now holding a gun. 

Wait a minute. 

I followed to where his gun was pointing... Dad?! My heart started beating nonstop like it was going to sprout wings and fly. I raced to where Dad was and forced him to the side. A sudden impact made me glide backwards; red, was what I saw. I laid down on the road, heaving like a wounded animal, I tried getting up but something tinged. I tried it the second time but my right arm only burned into a spasm.

I griped in agony, I clenched my arm against my body, trying to stop the blood loss. Ignoring the strain of my arm, I was back on my feet, and made my way to the guy who was supposedly going to kill my Dad with the gun. Just out of pure luck I guess, I grabbed my sneaker and threw it at his gun- which plopped down to the road like a toy gun. 

I was back with duelling the guy in knife combat. All the time, I used my left arm, blocking his blade with mine, I slid through his long legs. Having a slight advantage of being puny, instead of using the knife, I lunged at the guy with my left fist ready, my hand dug through his stomach. Unconsciously, he welcomed the road with open arms. 

I heard a faint noise of a... Helicopter?

My heart galloped while the torment of my arm spread through my body; blood. I did a 180 degree and spotted my Dad giving me a bolster smile with a fatigued look. His entire body plunged in blood, a black eye was visible from where I was standing. I started sprinting to him, forgetting about my arm, awaiting to be in his arms. 

Only then that I realised he squinted his eyes as he dropped one knee, fresh blood spurting out of his chest. This was all my fault. My legs were weak and I felt useless. I shouldn't have left him. I'm an idiot. I should've been the one.

The leader stood beside Dad and didn't have his hood on this time, my heart stopped. 

Mr. Coney! That doesn't make sense at all! He has the same height and features as the Mr. Coney I met at the mall. But how could something so sweet be so... so inhumane. Just as I heard the ambulance's siren, he pointed the razor-sharp dagger at his heart. 

"NO! Don't! Mr. Coney, whatever you're going through- this isn't the way to- Please listen to me! Don't do this." I ordered my legs to move towards Mr. Coney. Police car sirens came to waned and wanged. 

With a soft and small smile, he muttered."Forgive me." A tear dropped as Mr. Coney dragged the dagger to his chest. 

"Mr. Coney!" As he fell, I caught him just in time. 

Everything was blurred with tears I shed. The sounds around me were muffled. Muted voices. What happened next all seemed to have fogged up my memory. I felt it with my hands, soft white cloth... I'm on a stretcher and was currently being carried by people. I gathered all my strength to sit up straight and saw the ambulances and police cars surrounding the perimeter. Police men were flocking around the six men. Paramedics were scattered; bodies to tend to. 

Mr. Coney... He didn't deserve to die like that. "Miss. You'll have to lay back down, please." A paramedic said. I let out a shaky intake of air as I recognized Mom, Dad and Anthony, each on a stretcher, I got off and limped towards them, it felt like needles were poking eyes as I felt droplets of tears fall. 

By now, I was shuddering while I reached for them. "Mom? Dad? Don't leave me. Please. Wake up. Dad? Mom? No, no, no, no, don't. Anthony..." My breath hitched and I felt my heart sink. Deep down I know for a fact that they won't wake up- I keep telling myself... They're not dead, they're just sleeping for a longtime. 

The sharp twinge I felt in my body didn't help me feel better as my heart throbbed and shattered. My wounds were raw and blood trickled from everywhere. I stared at our busted car, what... My eyes are playing tricks with me. Like someone knocked me out, the dark greeted me. 

I said I would protect them, I said that I would die for them but I didn't. I didn't die. Instead, they did. 

And that's my fault. 

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Chin up and smile! It's a sad chappie... I know. What doesn't kill you, make you stronger! 

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