Chasing Storm

8. Holy sh*t

~ Storm ~

"Aaron there's someone in the house." I whispered.

He quickly sat up and got out of bed, "what do you mean there's someone in the house?"

We quietly walked out of his room, "I heard some noises down there, it sounds like someone is down there." I said.

"It might be mom." He said.

"No, mom wouldn't make that much noise, knowing that we're sleeping."

I follow behind him as he started walking down the stairs. He stopped and turn towards me.

"No storm stay upstairs, I'll handle it." He said.

"But what if-

"No, just stay here until I say you can come down."

I watch as he walks downstairs and turns towards the kitchen. He was out of sight now but I could still hear him.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" I hear Aaron yell.

I start walking downstairs, ignoring Aaron's request for me to stay put.

Halfway down the steps I hear a loud bang like a gunshot. I run down the rest of the stairs and into the kitchen to see Aaron lying on the floor in a pool of blood.

"AARONN!!!! OH MY GOD!!" I scream as I drop to my knees crawling over to him.

I lift his lifeless body into my arms, rocking him back in forth with tears streaming down my face.

"Oh my god please be ok." I cried.

I look up to see the guy that shot my brother still standing there with his back towards us and the gun still in his hand.

"WHAT DID YOU DO! W-WHY!?" I screamed.

He didn't move just kept standing there. I gently place Aaron down and stood up, going over to the lowlife piece of shit.

"What the fuck!!! To afraid to show your fucking face, WHY DID YOU SHOOT HIM!" I yell.

I push the guy but he didn't budge, I punched and kicked at the guy but nothing was working, he was like a brick wall.

I walked around him, his head was down and covered with his hood so I couldn't see his face.

"Show yourself you fucking murder." I cried, trying to wipe my tears as fast as they were falling.

I pushed his hood back and immediately stepped back. I was confused and shocked at what I was looking at. I was looking at myself, like I was looking in a mirror expect this was real. The guy that shot my brother was actually me.

I don't understand what's going on. I looked behind them to see Aaron's body missing and my mom was standing at the entry way.

"You killed him. Why why why why would you kill my baby?" She cried.

"What?! Momma I didn't kill Aaron, what do you mean." I said but she wasn't hearing me.

I tried to go to her but every time I step forward, she stepped backwards until she disappeared.

I looked over to my left to see Aaron standing there, blood covering his shirt and face. There was a hole in the middle of his chest that was gushing blood. He put his hand over the hole and pulled it back, looking down at his hand.

"Why did you kill me rainy? I thought you loved me." He spoke.

I was bawling, "I didn't kill you Aaron please." I yelled as I go over to him but the closer I got the further he moved away. I drop to my knees and buried my face in my hands.