Chapter 25

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Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'm trying. Chapter 25 I believe. It's done pretty sloppily, but I'm proud I finished it. :o) 

--keepondreaming

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 I grabbed air and screamed into the sky. My sister was gone. She was taken, her spirit broken. This time, she wouldn't come back. What did I do? Why didn't I think. It was my fault once again. My fault for why her life was stolen. The first time stung. Now it was like a huge bomb blew up in my face. IT slapped me hard, leaving me with a red mark that would last forever.

Who's fault was it? Mine. If only I had been smarter. If I used my head, she would still be here. I should have told her about my plan. It was stupid for her to sacrifice herself. If she knew my plan, then she wouldn't have. I was such an idiot!

Everywhere around me, there was a fight. Vince was against his brother. My father and Isaiah switched. My father was fighting with Cairo, and Cairo was winning. I gulped and dried my tears. How could I let this happen? It was supposed to be swift escape. When I slipped the key into Vince's back pocket, I hoped that they would have run to safety. I didn't think they would back me out.

The plan was supposed to be easy. I fell on Cairo to get his key. I kissed Vince to place it into his pocket. They were supposed to slip away with Hope. I was going face the odds and try to fight the darkness. It almost worked, but no one followed the plan in my head. They did the opposite. All of them did the opposite. It wasn't going to be this way.

Hope didn't need to sacrifice herself. None of them had to. They had to get out of here.

Cairo shoved my dad off of him and into a column. My father landed in a huge pile on the ground, unmoving. I trembled and bit my lip. Don't be dead. Isaiah couldn't bear to hit Lucas. Lucas delivered a blow to his caretaker to the head. Isaiah tumbled out from the air and onto the floor. Staggering, he got back up but was pushed down again. He yelped every time he was kicked. Lucas grinned and glared at me.

Vince dove down and swopped back up. He punched his brother in the back of the head and kicked him to the floor. Trent rocketed to the marble floor and stayed lying motionless on the ground. I breathed a sigh of relief. At least Vince, I knew, was alive. Vince smiled when he came down. He walked to me and took my bloody wrist.

“I'm sorry,” he said once and hugged me.

I hugged him back and cried into his shoulder. Then we were both on the floor. Trent dragged him off of me and into a column. He punched his chest so many times until blood was chocked out of Vince's mouth. I grimaced at every hit. Everything started to hit me too. I couldn't stand watching all of them. I watched my sister die...twice. These people can't die for me. Their presence was important to me.

Cairo marched to me with a menacing grin glued to his face. I just sat there, alone and hopeless. What was left? Nothing. Nothing was left of me. Every part of me was gone. Mom took a part away. Hope took a part of me—a huge part. Vince took one, and Zachariah took the last piece. I couldn't get any of it back. They were all gone....just like my life.

I got up as Cairo gripped my wrists. He lead me to my father with my hands behind my back. I watched my father's still body. Everything about him was dead, but I dared not cry anymore—not in front of Cairo at least. My stare just decided to stay blank even when my father's limp body was right in front of me. I did not fall to my knees and hurl my hands to him. It was just sigh and stare.

My enemy seemed to be happy at my silent remorse. I could feel him bearing his happy eyes into the back of my head. I didn't feel scared around him though, and if I did, then I was hiding it pretty well. Cairo chuckled and kicked my father once again. My fist twitched, but nothing was done about it. My dad groaned and moved his body to face mine. I smiled when he was breathing, but frowned when I saw his pain.

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