Roxy

chapter 18: uncle John[edited]

                 (Roxy's P. O. V)

It's been a week since I saved Kelly and fell unconscious. When I woke up, Ronan told me Louis and Kelly had gone. It was probably for the best anyway.

Ronan and Rolland's behavior has been very different. They both seemed angry, I tried asking what the problem was but they just ignored me.

I decided to ask Ruby why they were upset. And what she told me wasn't exactly what I expected. She told me everything that transpired between Ronan and Louis.

I never knew Ronan could get that angry. I thought he was angelic and only wanted peace and happiness. But then again, I understood the reason for his anger. He saw our parents corpse all over the floor. I guess it triggered something in him to see me covered in blood and unconscious.

Few days later, I found myself explaining to my siblings that we will never see mom and dad ever again. The sadness in their eyes made it harder for me to breathe, I had to look away the more I spoke.

Rolland ran away that night. Ronan and I tried looking for him while Ruby, Ranger and Raelynn stayed back in the motel. We looked for Ronan everywhere. We found him lying in the middle of the road as a truck was few seconds away from crushing him.

The driver seemed to be drinking, he wasn't even paying attention to the road.

I screamed and ran in front of the truck to stop it while Ronan ran to get Rolland out of the road. Luckily the driver noticed me and stepped on the brakes before it could hit me.

I wanted to talk to Rolland about why he wanted to commit suicide but Ronan asked me to give them privacy. They were going to have the "twin talk" and I always respected it.

Whenever one of them has a problem the other always talks to them. I guess Rolland knows Ronan more than anyone. Whenever they have their talk they never tell anyone. Rolland said it was their twin code or something.

The next morning, No one was talking, eating, or even moving. Sometimes we would wake up in the morning and just stay in bed staring at the ceiling.

I went to the store a couple of times to get food supplies. Somewhere deep inside of me, I hoped to see Louis. I don't know why but I just did. But I never saw him, he probably went back to the city to claim his parent's companies.

I didn't really know how I felt about it. I know him and his sister are safe now that their evil stepmother is dead.

As I was heading back to the hotel, I found myself lost in thought. The person that assaulted, amputated, murdered my parents was still out there. Free. Breathing. Alive.

The thought alone made anger, frustration, depression, fatigue and sadness course through my veins all at once.

I am a shitty daughter.

I never once thought about the man that sent those men to kill my parents. One thing is for sure, his going to die in my hands. I will torture him for days until his begging for death.

But I won't give him the satisfaction. His going to regret what he did to me, to my family.

And I never once thought about my parents bodies.

Were they buried? Were they buried in a dignified manner? And I wasn't there to say my goodbyes? I can't believe I didn't think about it sooner. It never occurred to me, I am so stupid and foolish.

When I woke up the next morning after I was shot, I wanted to go to Uncle John. But Ronan and Rolland wouldn't let me go, until today.

We are currently on our way to Uncle John's, everyone looked like they will die from depression. I am not sure if it was because of the news about our parents or the fact we are going towards the gates of hell.