Shattered Mirror

Prolouge

"NOOO!" I screamed out in fear. I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. My eyes were officially scared. It was as if everything happened so fast. One minute we was all arguing and with me calling her out her name and then next, bullets were fired.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

I watched as her body dropped on to the hardware marble floor. Blood began to seek out of her, where the bullets pieced her body. My body stood there motionless with tears wanting to stream down my face. It didn't. Both my hands tremble.

This is all my fault.

My mind soon came back to reality. I pulled my purple hoodie from above my head and try to stop the bleeding as much as I can. The bleeding wouldn't stop as I noticed her eyes rolling to the back of her head and her eyes slowly closing.

"I'm sorry Angie!" I sobbed. Her body laid in my arms as I rocked back and fourth trying to figure out what went wrong. "I'm so sorry! I should have said something!"

"Amour?"

The voice made my blood began to boil but it was no one's fault but mines. His sweet but deep voice now sounded cold. My eyes met his. His dark brown eyes with a little speck of light brown, held no emotion. His body language spoke nothing.

He probably thought I was a snake.

At this moment I didn't care of what my own boyfriend thought. I didn't care about either of them. I lie to him and them, but I would chose my baby sister over him any day no matter what. We was only eight months apart but she was the baby of the family out of the three kids my mom had. Everyone told me a million times to speak and tell the truth.

Did I listen?

No.

And look where not telling the truth lead me? My baby sister shot three times. God, I will never forgive or live with myself if she leaves me. She's innocent and I deserve to be in her position.

"Angie! Angela!" MK9 voice boomed from the door. I didn't need to look at her in order to see how pissed she was. It doesn't take much to piss her off.

"You bitch made ass nigga!" MK9 snarled with so much venom dripping in her voice.

From the corner of my eye I saw MK9 pull out a .9mm from her waist and aimed it towards him. Two, loud gunshots rang through my ears and bullets sprayed the apartment. My mind went blank and different emotions ran through my body. Two people I care about shot in one night. Nothing I say or will do can fix the damage I already created.

I can hear the sirens coming down the street. MK9, who was now cradling Angela and looked as if she was scared. Never in a billion years would you ever see MK9 scared.

"Come on Angela! You just gotta fight this! I can't lose you! I love you and I promised to protect you!" Now MK9 was in full on tears, weeping.

Guilt ate me alive. I have never seen my sister, matter of fact my twin sister cry before. But this time when she cried, I cried along with her for the guilt, MK9's well being, my family and Angela. I might not make it home tonight if she doesn't survive.

I'm feeling like we're knowing it oh

Don't know where we went, woah

Why it gotta come to this for?

Can't get caught up throwing stones at a glass house

If you look in the mirror

And I look in the mirror

Ain't nobody perfect

Ain't nobody perfect

'Cause you'll keep pointing fingers

And I'll keep pointing fingers

It's like we're throwing stones at a glass house

And it shatters