I wake up to the sound of my alarm. I groan in frustration. Dafuq? Why do I always wake up to all these alarms?
I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I strip my clothes off and hop into the shower.I sigh in relief as the steaming hot water washes over my tense body, over my scars, washing all the pain away but only for a while, the pain I feel is never temporary always permanent.
I sigh and get out of the shower and change into white high waisted shorts and a floral print crop top.
I grab my phone, peach colored cardigan, floral snap back, and my bleached vans.'Ane wasnt in the hotel room this morning i guess she went to do something. I dreaded this day the most. It just brings back memories that I can never forget. Sure it was a long time ago but I can never forgive him for what he did dead or not.
But sadly I have to go back, like it or not. I get in my car and drive off back to where it all happened.
When I arrive at the cemetery I walk to the grave. Tears flood out of my eyes willingly. My heart clenches inside my chest for the person buried in the ground.
This person didn't deserve this.
This person deserved a better life.
This person deserved to be living in a mansion with all the things that that this person happy.
This person didn't deserve to get shot and die, just to save me.
This person deserved to be happy.
SHE deserved to be happy,
My sister deserved to be happy.
I remember it like it was just yesterday..
It was late at night, about two in the morning when im awaken by the sound of things breaking downsatirs.
I walk into the kichen to see what was wrong. It was my.....father?I walk up to him to see what was wromg with him.; "Dad? Are you okay?" I put my hand on his shoulder, only to be shoved and slapped. Then it hits me, the smell of beer fill the air. He's fucking drunk . Again...
"Get away from me you worthless bitch! Youre a slutty fatass! You open your legs for anyone who has a dick!" he slaps me. "Dad its me! Your daughter please stop!" I beg.
But he didn't listen, oh how wrong I was to think that he would listen. Instead of listening to me he kicks me hard enough so I fall to the ground and lay there crying in pain.
He leaves finally, but to come back with a gun...."Why should I suffer for having a worthless slutty daughter when I can just get rid of her?" He says pointing the gun to my head.
Wow, this is it I'm going to die I thought. I'm going to die alone and worthless. I don't even fight anymore I just lay there paralyzed.... I don't even feel the pain anymore, I feel nothing, yeah, nothing.
He puts his hand on the trigger getting ready to kill me. I slowly close my eyes and think about my mom and sister, not wanting to be thinking about the man in front of me with a gun pointed to my head.
The sound of gunshots cause a ringing In my ears.
I hear the gunshot but don't feel the pain.
I open my eyes and see a life less body next to me blood oozing out the persons head and stomach. I rush to the body tears in my eyes.
NO NO NO NO She can't be dead ! the person I spent my whole life protecting Is dead because of me, my little sister Daniella is dead because of me.
Wait, there was three shots fired. Why is there only two bullet wounds? I look over to see my dads lifeless body lying on the floor, blood flowing out of his head.
I stay there emotionless for who knows how long, Until sounds of sirens fill the air, and the officers and paramedics come bursting in. I couldn't move, I couldn't think, I cant even hear the paramedics talking to me.
My other half died because of me,
My little sister is dead,
My twin sister is dead because of me.
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Forbidden Love
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