How To Hate.

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 “Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you'd have preferred to talk.”

                              -Dough Larson

“For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.”

                   -William Penn

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Prologue

I look at my mom and sisters picture one last time before getting in my seat in first class and buckling up. I'm still in shock and pissed off. I miss them. And now I have to travel all the way to Texas to live with my father. How did it come to this?

~Flashback~

My little sister Lise's' naturally strawberry hair was blowing in the wind baby blue eyes twinkling as she giggled and strolled down the street with my mom beside her. I took after my dad on my hair and eyes me being a blonde with green eyes you would think I was adopted.

"Were to next my lady?" I ask faking a English accent making my little sister giggle and my mom to roll her eyes smiling at me.

"I want ice cream!" I look in the same direction as my little sister to see a big ice cream parlor a couple of stores over.

"Mommy's tired sweetie." My mom says slumping in a chair at a table near where we were walking.Lise's eyes get watery and she slums in her chair at the table my mom slumped at seconds before.

"I will get it." I say, remembering my moms knees aren't so good.

"You don't have to. Ill get it." She starts getting up and I push her back down.

"Mom, its fine. I promise. Do you want anything?"

"No. Your the best daughter I could ask for."

"And your the best mom." I say kissing her cheek.

"I will only be a second." I grab my wallet and head towards the store humming to myself. I head in the store give my order and stand in the corner. Two loud bangs echo through the air and I rush outside just like everyone else. The sound of screeching tires and the smell of gun powder and rubber is in the air. When I see a crowd around our table I panic and run towards it. I push through people to get to it but not very many are moving.

"Excuse me!" I scream ,causing all to turn and look at me giving me a look at the scene their so engulfed in. When I do I gasp in horror. On the ground bleeding out is my mom and my little sister in her chair. I run to my sister pulling her to the ground beside my mom. I look to see no blood on her clothing but some is on her ear. I pull her head to the side to see a hole right where her temple should be. I sob and move to my mother knowing there's nothing I can do for Lise. I push my hand to the wound to stop the bleeding to feel her pulse and its slowly fading but still there.

"Whats wrong with you all? Call help!" I scream looking at the stupid people surrounding us. People pull out there phones and I pull my attention to my mom when I hear gurgling. Shes trying to talk but failing miserably and just spewing blood on me.

"I love you...." She whispers lowly. Her body's stills and her eyes stay on me.

"No! No! Mom no. Wake up. Please." I put more pressure to her wound and start doing CPR. Paramedic's pull me off of her and pull their defibrillator out. The nurse starts rubbing them together before saying clear and doing it again. And again. Seven more times.

"Time of death 4:15 May 30th." My body shakes as I scream and cry.

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"Ma'am I'm going to ask you again. What happened." I look up at him with my blood shot eyes and red cheeks and nose.

"I told you. I went inside the ice cream shop and then I hear gun shots I make my way through the crowd eventually and try to save them."

"Okay. Thank you. We have contacted your father and he is on his way. He will be here in one day. Until then you will stay here." The officer I was speaking to sends me a empathetic glance and leaves. I set.my head down tired but knowing I cant sleep. The door opens and closes and I look up to see a really pretty Blonde woman. Her pants suit and hair pulled up in a ponytail. She screams professional.

"My names Ema." She says looking at my hands that are still covered in my mothers blood.

"Good to know." I state not really interested in talking to anyone.

"I know this can be stressful. We all have people who die. Would you-"

"What the hell is 'we all have people who die' about? Where you there? Did you have to watch the people you love die? Did they die in your arms??" I roar interrupting her.

"No but I know what its like. I can-"

"Wow. You' know what its like' so you can relate to me now? Will their faces when they died haunt you? Huh? Will they?!" I scream. The officer from before comes in and gives her a warning glance.

"Come on. We found a police room you can sleep in." I nod and follow. "There is food and water. The bathrooms on the right. If you need anything else call." I nod again and walk into the room we walked to. I plop down on the couch and decide to at least try to sleep.

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I spring up hitting my head on something hard and hearing it groan. I open my eyes to see one of the hottest person ever. A little to old for me but hot.

"Um, I'm Adam. You must be Athena. I'm your fathers assistant. Here." He hands me a passport and tickets. I snort and shove them at him getting up.

"Wow. The bastard couldn't even see me his self. "

"He is on a business trip." He says firmly. Whipped.

"Big whoop. If that's all, you may go."

"Look. I cant leave until you do. There are packers at your house. Get dressed. " he leaves the room without a second glance.

~Flashback over.~

©Erika Jayy

big thanks to @Blazerboy126 for the cover he made!!(:

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