Chapter 8

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I just keep crying. And I can't seem to look away. I slowly back up, only to bump into someone. I mutter a sorry, and I know she sees me. My heart lodged itself in my throat, with every movement threatening to kill me.

"Gwen?" She sounds more surprised than hurt or sorry.

I can't think of anything else than to run. I hear her shouts but I don't care. I just keep moving. I don't know where I'm going, but I can't stay here. Not with her. Not with knowing that I can't even find myself getting mad with her because I'm falling for her so damn hard.

She doesn't care about me. She never has. I've been so fucking stupid. I've barely know her for a month and I let her do this to me. What a joke. I should have kept my walls up. I knew it was a mistake.

I finally make my way out of the building and in an instant I'm in my truck and out of the parking lot. I had no idea where I was going, but I kept driving. I pull off the road an into a clearing. Putting my truck in park, I climb out of my drivers seat and into my truck bed. So many thoughts flood my mind, I just being to cry. From the pain back then and now. I can't trust anyone.

The painful memories of back then out weight the one of Dahlia breaking me.

Before I know it, I find myself thinking of that horrible fucking day.

"Gwen, honey you need to get ready. It's the your birthday and the whole family's here. Waiting for you" my mothers soft voice soothes me. I hadn't wanted to get dressed because I was angry that my sister dress was prettier than mine.

After continuos tickles and promises I'm finally out of my bead, dressed and ready to go downstairs. My mother got up and I clung onto her like my life depended on it. She was my best friend and I always did anything for her.

We made our way downstairs only to be greeted my a banner that read "HAPPY 10th BIRTHDAY GWEN!!" I was already crying tears of joy when my fathers strong arms picked me up and twirled me in the air. I saw my aunt actually smile. She was with her old husband and pregnant with Quinn.

Everything was going great. I had received everything I wanted and my family being there only made me happier. For the rest of my party I was outside playing with neighbors, friends, and family.

After a few hours mostly everyone had left. The only person left behind was my fathers best friend Kyle, who was like an uncle to me. My dad had known him since he was in high school and they had always been together.

I continued to play outside while he was there with my family. We lived close to the forest and I would always get lost back there with my wild imagination. I was out there for roughly 20 minutes before I heard loud noises and shouting.

I ran back to my house, not sure where the noise and sounds came from. I was looking for mommy and when I found her, I wanted to scream so damn badly but nothing came out. There she was. Lying in a pool of her own blood with two bullet wounds. One on her back, which I later leaned pierced her heart and the other straight through her head. The weight of the whole situation finally set on my, I kept thinking about Kyle. Where was he and the rest of my family?. I ran into the kitchen and found my sisters. Lying side by side. It was impossible to make out their bodies anymore due to the fact that they were torn asunder. Basically all bullet holes.

Walking back in terror I tripped over my mothers body, landing in her blood. The tears never stopped running down my face and I just wanted to find daddy. He always made things okay.

He was slumped against the wall, paler than the moon.

"D-daddy?" I said choking out. He looked up at me, and even though he was dying, he tried his best to protect me.

"Honey. You've g-got to g-go." He saw my reluctance "it'll be okay. Daddy will be right behind you. But just go and keep running. Don't stop. Don't stop for anyone. Get to Mr. Smiths house and stay with him okay?" He tried his best to put on a smile, but was only successful in coughing up blood.

"Gwen honey. I was looking for you. Why don't you join your family?" His voice sent chills throughout my body.

I turned only to see Kyle with a wicked grin upon his lips.

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