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“Okay,” I said softly. This guy was so wrong; Sebastian is f*****g me but loves my mum.
Tyler smiled wickedly at his plan: “If I kill you, I hurt him the same way he hurt me.”
All I could think about was getting away. Everything happened so slowly; it all took so long. I started running, and my hair, which had been in a bun, was now floating in the air. My feet felt like they weren’t even moving. I jumped over the rail and onto the other part of the roof. I was shot at, but I was able to avoid all of them. I was basically hanging off the edge of a wall that was connected to Sebastian’s office. From up here, the ground looked so small. I put my head against the wall behind me and tears started to fall.
“Debra, where are you?” he yelled, and I cried in fear. This guy is insane; he thinks I’m his dead wife and wants to kill me. I put my hand over my mouth to keep any sound I might make from getting out.
I had to move back to solid ground because I was going to fall if I didn’t. He was pointing his gun at me and standing in front of me.
“I told you to kill him that night, but you didn’t listen,” Tyler screams through tears. He hit his head with the gun and then aimed it at me again.
Is this how my life is going to end? I looked over at this crazy man who was about to kill me. He was in so much pain.
Tyler says, “This is all for you, Debra.” I shut my eyes because I didn’t want to see my death.
Bang
“No.”
Before I was pushed back, I heard someone yell. I fell to the floor and waited for the pain to start. I opened my eyes because I didn’t feel any pain. All I saw was blood, and it wasn’t mine. Maya was lying in a pool of her own blood, trying to get air.
“No…no,” I cried as I crawled over to her and pulled her onto my lap.
Bang! Bang!
Tyler’s body fell to the floor, dead. Sebastian and Caleb were both there, and Sebastian put his gun down.
“It’s o-okay,” Maya says, choking on her own blood. She gives me the biggest smile she can.
“Hey, Maya,” Caleb whispers.
He fell to the floor next to me, and she smiled up at her brother. He began to freak out. “You’re fine, look at me,” he cried. She slowly looked up at him again, and blood poured out of her mouth.
Everything seemed to move so slowly. My eyes followed her body as it hurt, and my hand over her legs looked so blurry. My mind was completely blank and full of fear.
“Everything is fine, little sister.” He puts his hand over her open wound to stop the bleeding.
“Th-th-thank you,” she says, and I nod my head and bite my lips, tasting the salty tears. “I love you.” You could hear the pain in her voice as her body slowly shut down.
“Hey, don’t say it like you’re saying goodbye.” Caleb kissed her forehead and brought her hand to his lips. The scene in front of me broke my heart.
She took her last breath and closed her eyes. Her spirit left her body. My lips shook a lot and tears fell faster than seconds.
“I love you.” My voice shook as I leaned in closer to her and touched her stomach with my head. I couldn’t hear her heart beating or the oxygen that would be going through her body if she were still alive.
When her hand slipped out of his, Caleb mumbles, “Maya.” That’s when his mind finally understood that she was gone. “God no, please.” He started giving her CPR to try to bring her back to life, but it was clear it wasn’t going to work.
“Caleb,” I said softly, and my hand on his shoulder made him brush it off.
“Come on, Maya,” he yells as he pushes harder against her chest. He was covered in her blood, and sweat was starting to drip down the side of his head. “Don’t go, you’re all I have.” He yells louder and keeps pumping.
Sebastian turned around as if he couldn’t handle what had just happened. It was all his fault.
“You’re all I have,” Caleb cries out, and his hands stop moving and he falls back. He realised that cpr wasn’t going to help when reality hit him in the face. “You’re all I need.” His voice was shaky and very quiet, and he looked at me like he was waiting for me to tell him the truth.
“She’s left.
My past has hurt the one person I really care about. Aria is nothing like her mother; she is full of life, funny, loving, and carefree. Now, her world is black and white; I turned it upside down. I always ruin people I love; it’s in my blood.
At first, it was just s*x, but everything changed when I saw her with Henry. It made me remember that she could easily move on, and I didn’t want her to.
Maya was innocent; she was Caleb’s little sister and Aria’s best friend. I felt like I was to blame for everything that happened because I am.
Driving Aria to Maya’s funeral is worse than I thought. Caleb left Aria, so all she has is me, a killer, a cartel leader, and an abuser. I was dressed in all black, and so was Aria. I thought of a way to make Aria feel better during the funeral. I called Jack and let him step on my property for just this day, only him.
Aria and I both got out of my car and walked over to the tent where the funeral was taking place. Aria hugged a man and a woman. The man had dark brown hair and was well-dressed, while the woman was a mess and had light brown hair that looked just like Maya’s. It’s her parents. I stood away from everyone else who was under the tent because I couldn’t bear to act like I wasn’t responsible for Maya’s death.
Flashback
“Mom, look what I made!” I yelled to my mother, pointing at my art.
My mom and dad were fighting. They always fought about everything. My dad had anger problems and would snap at anything. My mom just nodded and gave me a sad smile. She always tried to seem happy for me and my sister.
My father slapped my mother in the face, and she fell to the floor.
My older sister Debra pulled me into her room to play more. There was a lot of screaming, glass breaking, and crying.
“Look, brother,” Debra said as she made a star out of thin rope with her fingers. My sister would always pull me into her room when Mom and Dad were fighting to keep me from getting upset.
My mom yells, “Alejandro, enough! Your kids are watching!”
I heard more glass breaking, which made me jump in fear. My sister hugged me and kissed my forehead.
Well, if you can’t give it to me, I’m pretty sure your daughter can. My dad’s voice was scary; it was so deep and evil. I didn’t get what he meant until I saw my sister start to panic. She ran to her door and tried to lock it, but my dad had already opened it.
“No.” My mom tried to stop my dad, but he hit her in the face and she passed out.
My sister was crying and trying to get away from my dad’s strong grip. I stood up and didn’t know what to do. My sister was pulling on the arm that my dad was holding.
“Turn around, son,” my dad yells at me. I wasn’t sure if I should until I saw my sister weakly nod yes.
I sat down and faced the wall in the corner. My sister screamed and cried. My dad grunted and whispered. I started to rock back and forth and sing.