Mourning Star (Sequel to Unbroken)

The Comeback

(BLAKE’S POV)

“It’s all your fault.  If you had never been born, my best friend and sister would still be here.  Now I’m just stuck with you,” Dad spat at me.

“Just leave, bitch!” Dahvie screamed.  I looked over to Jayy, pleading without saying a word.

“You heard them! Get the fuck out! We never want to see your worthless face again!” he yelled.  I ran.  I got a ticket to fly to LA and quickly went to Andy’s.

“What the fuck do you want?!” Blade questioned as he yanked the door open.

“Get out of here!  Do you realize the amount of pain you have caused everyone because of Carter’s death?!” Andy yelled at me.  I collapsed to the ground, shaking and sobbing.

“I’m sorry.  I’m sorry. I WISH I WAS NEVER BORN!” I said shakily.

“Blake?!” someone said, shaking me.

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(J’S POV)

I laid in my bed, listening to “My Immortal” by Evanescence.

“I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

'Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have all of me

You used to captivate me by your resonating light

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind

Your face—it haunts my once pleasant dreams

Your voice—it chased away all the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone

But though you're still with me

I've been alone all along

...me, me, me.”

I couldn’t help but think of Carter.  I occasionally thought it was funny when we were growing up that people would constantly ask us if we were dating.  We usually replied saying that we were either siblings or friends, depending on who was asking.

“I WISH I WAS NEVER BORN!” I heard Blake shout from her room.  I jumped up quickly to see Fire standing next to her and licking her face, trying to wake her up.  I stood over her and started to gently shake her.

“Blake?” I asked her.  She shook her head as her eyes shot open. 

“Dad?” she whispered, pulling Fire close and hugging her.