NO MORE!

Oh HELL NO

I cried at my mother's body, why would someone shoot her. The police started to comfort me and they reassured me that I'll be ok and that everything is going to be just fine. I wanted to run away into the woods and hope I get killed, I felt alone, lost, scared......guilty.

As the police took me outside to calm down (Y/N) came running to me. "OMG SABRINA ARE YOU OK!!!?!?!? WHAT HAPPENED?" I looked at them with eyes of hurt and hatred. Hatred? "(Y/N), leave.now." They still tried to get an answer out of me, they asked questions, poked me, and they even licked me. "(Y/N) GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING SEE YOU HERE RIGHT NOW OK!" I snapped at them by accident, I had realized this once I saw them tear up. " (Y/N)....." "I'm need to go.....see you......I guess..." They started to walk off with their head down, I felt bad about it but my mom just died so what could possibly be worse...wait...who am I going to live with...Oh God...

  Moments later...

"OH HELL NO!" I shouted as I saw my aunt Candi and uncle Dayrel smiling at me, I knew their smiles were fake even though auntie tells him to stop messing with me. I heard the police tell uncle D no drinking around me, he nodded and we all walked out the room. Candi asked me if I was ok around uncle D, cause we all know that he was going to drink anyway, I lied and nodded. When we got to the house (Y/N) was helping me move my stuff in. They didn't speak to me for almost the whole trip and moving process, I started to wonder if they were still hurt about what I said earlier or they cut and didn't say anything to anyone about it. (Y/N) started to whine  every time their arm brushed against something, I got worried for awhile but dared not to talk. They finally spoke up after bringing and helping me put up my stuff. "D-do you hate me...." I looked at them surprised and hugged them tightly "No, what makes you think that (Y/N)?" They started to shake a little from my hug, now I'm really worried about them. They pulled up the sleeve on their jacket to show me that they cut. I covered my mouth and I soon felt guilty for  shouting at (Y/N) earlier. "Hey......I'm so sorry for yelling at you, I didn't mean to........(Y/N)? Could you forgive me?" They looked at me, emotionless but they finally broke and hugged me. I smiled and nodded knowing that they forgave me. (Y/N) started to back up when they saw uncle D looking down at us, I turned around and jumped because he was really close to me. "DON'T DO THAT AGAIN!" He only laughed in my face for getting scared. "HEY I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF YOU'RE AN ADULT OR NOT LEAVE BRI ALONE!" They started protecting me like they always do when someone messes with me, I blushed as they wrapped their arms around me. "(Y-Y/N)...." "MINE, MY BEST FRIEND" They hissed. My uncle tilted his head, rolled his eyes and went back to whatever he was doing; probably drinking beer and screaming at commercials.

Hours later

(Y/N) started to yawn and half-way fall asleep, so I told them to go back home. They protested at first but fell smack on their bed when they got home. I started to walk back after taking (Y/N) back home,  when I heard  a scream then three gunshots. "(Y/N)?!" I shouted, that scream belonged to them. I dared to run back to their house, and I crawled through one of the broken windows in the back. I saw one elderly woman and (Y/N)'s mom dead on the floor, I ran upstairs and stopped at their door...I dropped to my knees and cried...there......laying my best friend...........with three bullets in their chest.... 

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