"What do we do?"
A voice yells in anger. I can tell it's my brother Marco.
I try to get up but my ribs scream in Protest
Whimpering in pain, I finally get up and make my way towards them.
"We don't do anything! Cause we don't Know who did it!"
I lean against the side of the entryway.
"We already know who did it , it's just a matter of time before they come to US!"
He throws his hands up in frustration
The board creaks and all heads turn towards me .. With a piss expression"What the fuck you doing up ?"
He hisses
"Go back to bed!"
I shake my head
"I'm telling you who it was"
He looks at me for a second and then behind him.
"We already know Keka"
He walked past and into the living room.
Now I'm confused
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing! Go to your room!"
I looked at him and glare.
"Why? What's going on Marco?"
"JUST DO IT!!"
He screamed and I ran up the stairs to my room and close the bedroom door.
It was quite for a minute , but then bullets fired at our house and I ducked down on the floor trying to dodge the bullets.
Glasses was breaking everywhere in my room and I can smell the heavy scent of gun powder.
"MARCO!!"
I said going out my room seeing if he was ok
"No!"
There Marco was ; with many bullets in his chest, laying in a pool of blood.
"NO"
I run to him and shake his body seeing if he was still alive and breathing. I called and scream his name but he just lays there.
"You're NOT DEAD MARCO WAKE UP!!"
I screamed at him while hitting his chest.. And I felt no heartbeat
I broke down immediately."Marco,Marco Please" I cradle his head to my chest and kissed his forehead , I hugged his body to me and close my eyes;
I set him down gently and grab a phone, When somebody bursts through the door making me look up to see who is was
♡ r.i.p Marco
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Taking My Heart (Kid Lucas / Lucas Coly Love Story )
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