I SHOULD'VE KNOWN

I SHOULD OF KNOWN

I hid under  the kitchen table, watching the most wanted gang in ohio put a knife into my cousin drakes stomach, shattering the day lights out of him. i never liked drake, infact, he was my most hated cousin. he hated me twice as much, but still, i feel sorry seeing him in the procces of dying. i could save him if i had the guts, but no way was i gonna sacrifice my life for drake and in the end, he was gonna die too. so i just kept staring at the scene. first a stab to the stomach, then twice to both legs and then once to the head, peircing the skull open. a pool of blood surrounded him. i could see parts of his brain with holes in them. the three memebers of the gang stared at him, laughing really loud, they gave me a chance to cough. then, they took selfies of themselves. i dont really see the point of taking selfies if your wearing a black mask that covers even the eyes. they took a picture of drake and then evacuated the building. i could still hear their voices so i stayed under the table until there was complete silece. i came out from under the table and took a sigh of relief. i escaped death. i stared at drake, his face drenched in blood, staring to the sky as if asking god for help. his mouth wide open with blood inside and his head split open. "sorry drake," i murmur before a tear escapes my eye. what will i tell his parents? his family? when they ask me where's drake, what will i say? all these thoughts bubble through my head when all of a sudden i hear voices. the gang voices. uh-oh, i think. what should i do? and then i realize if i give myself in, i wont have to answer all the questions his family will ask. and anyways, i wont be able to live anymore, to look myself in the mirror anymore with all the guilt in me. i look down to drakes body, and then up to the sky and say "don't worry drake, im coming." i see the three members infront of me now, staring at me with their masks."take me," i scream. "take the goddamn life out of me." at this point i go red. "do it like you did it to drake u scrooges." they all start laughing and pull their daggers out. "make it quick," i say with fiery eyes. all of a sudden, i feel a slash to my back. the agony was unbearable. i fall to the ground. they laugh. "that all you scrooges got," i say with all the life in me left. another slash pierces my leg open and the last one goes deep in my chest. that last thing i see and hear is them laughing and putting their masks off and a familiar face. Dad.