Promise

Its All My Fault (part 1)

Sev's POV

Good, the voice in my head coaxed, this time, it wasn't the doing of Seventeen. It was myself, Now pull the trigger

You don't want to do this, another voice butted in, Seventeen's, you don't want to loose all the power you have right now.

I let out a strangled laugh. Power? The voice asked, Who needs power when they can have freedom?

I ignored the voices in my head, tears rolling down my cheeks as the tent door burst open, revealing my Brothers and boyfriend standing there shocked to even see this happening. They must've heard me scream.

"Put down the gun Sev." It was Nick who spoke up first, "You don't want to do this." I let out a choked sob.

"I do." I whispered, tears now streaming down my cheeks, gun still aimed at my head, "I'll finally be free."

"From what?" It was Alex who spoke up. I knew he was trying to stall as much time as he knew he possibly could, but I answered the question.

"From the immortal guilt that plagues my mine." I whispered, "From the guilt that's been haunting me ever since I killed her."

"who?" Ethan asked. It didn't matter how much time they were going to stall, I was going to die in the end.

"Mia, the last one of the seventeen." I then let out a hysterical laugh, "You want to know? I'll tell you."

I took a deep breathe, "Mia, she was the last one of the seventeen of them staying in that damned room with me." I looked at my brother's eyes, to Cam's and next to Ethan's.

I used my free hand to wipe away a tear, "it was already seventeen months, the person came to take one of us away. But that time, it was different." I closed my eyes, already tasting the salty tears.

"He wanted me to kill her."

I looked deeply into Ethan's eyes before switching to Cam's and back to my brother's, then to Nick and Ace.

"And I did." I whispered, "the girl who took care of me for 17 months, whom kept me safe, I killed her." I was holding the gun so tight that my knuckles were white as I repeated, "I killed her."

"It wasn't your fault-" Ethan and Alex started at the same time but was cut off.

"It was, it was all my fault." I whispered before my finger reached for the trigger as I gave all of them a sad smile, "Goodbye."

And just like that, the sound of someone pulling the trigger resonated throughout the tent.

The bullet was true to its aim.