I dropped everybody off at the mansion. The whole trip was silent, only Theo's sobs broke the silence every once in a while. After they all got out of the car I took off immediately. I didn't know where to go. I couldn't go home and face Freya. I couldn't go to George's either after what I've done to Lilly and I definitely can't go to Reece's. The only place left was Lexi's. I knew she was going to listen to me and let me spend the night there. I called her on my way there and she was fine with me staying over. Her mum was probably already sleeping and she must've been wondering where her uncle was. A wave of guilt hit me just like my bullet hit Adrian's head earlier that day. I took away from one of the only persons I cared about the only father figure that she had. I felt bad for it for a split second, then I remembered what he had done and that feeling went away.
I pulled up into the driveway as she was waiting for me on the doorstep with a cigarette in her hand and a smile on her face. The smile seemed fake but I didn't care about it.
I walked up to her and she gave me a tight hug. "If only she knew." I thought.
"Is everything okay?" she asked me as we walked inside.
"Yeah, everything's fine, I just had a fight with Freya and needed to get away." I lied to her.
"Is that it?" she said looking directly into my eyes.
"Yes, that's it." I told her. She cupped my face with her hands and I knew exactly what she wanted to do when I smelled an odd scent: gasoline.
"What's that smell?" I asked her.
"Oh, we just had the has tank from the stove changed and it might've leaked a bit of something. Nothing to worry about." she said. Part of me didn't want to believe her but I played along anyway. We went upstairs where she prepared the guest bedroom for me. I told her goodnight and went into the room. I took off my dirty clothes and put on the change of clothes that I had left there back when we were still together. I crawled into the clean bed and fell asleep almost immediately. Around 3 in the morning I got up to go to the bathroom only to find a note on the nightstand. I could sense that the smell of gas has intensified and something was definitely wrong. I picked up the note and read it.
"You really thought I don't know what you did. Word goes by fast.
This is for my uncle."
I crumpled the small piece of paper and ran into the hallway. Smoke was coming up from downstairs.
"Lex? Where are you?" I shouted. I started searching for her desperately. "Lexi! Lexi, where are you?" I kept shouting. I tried going downstairs but the whole bedroom was burning. Tall flames were filling the entire ground floor.
"So is this how it's all going to end?" I said to myself. I couldn't help it and started crying. I don't know what was in my head when I thought I could trust her. I was going to die and I couldn't do anything about it. I quickly grabbed my phone before the smoke invaded the first floor and texted Freya. I didn't want her help. I just wanted to say my final goodbye to her.
"Dear cousin, I've been trapped in Lexi's house. The house is currently on fire and sooner or later the flames are going to get to me. I could jump out the window but I've decided to accept my faith. I'll finally be with my parents after 12 years. Don't you ever forget that I love you. Even from the other side, I'll still love you and watch over you even though we know damn well I'm not going to heaven.
With love, Blake"
I sent the text and let out a loud scream. I didn't know what it was: regret, frustration or just a knock in my conscience. The flames have finally gotten to the door of the bedroom and were aggressively heading towards my body. I was already hardly breathing and my whole body was sweating. "Fuck this shit." I said as the flames caught the bedsheets, the curtains and eventually the furniture. Sparks jumped onto my clothes and caused them to catch fire and I didn't even do anything about it. There was no point. Sooner or later the flames had eaten my body and turned my flesh and bones into ash. That was it.
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Daughter of a Gun ➟ Reece Bibby ✔
FanfictionFreya, a 15 year old girl, came from an extremely poor family. She was forced to follow her cousin, Blake, 's footsteps and join a very dangerous gang as a way of earning money to help her family. Years gone by, she turned 18 and made a name for he...