Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

I woke up with a smile on my face. Today was the day. Mom and dad knew the plan. We all agreed and we were going to escape this hell. 
I dressed and everything, then headed to big brothers room. He was still sleeping. 
"Big brother. Wake up. Time for school." I cheered with a smile.
He groaned and got out of bed. His hair covering his eyes. 
When his back was turned I gave him a big hug. 
"Hurry up big brother your so slow." I playfully pushed him out the room and upstairs to the bathroom.
"Don't fucking rush me." He spat. 
I sighed and nodded when he slammed the door in my face.
I hugged that monster. After all he did... He's still my brother. 
I entered the kitchen and saw both my mother and father. They both were hugging and kissing each other. I was near tears. 
They saw me and pulled me into a tight hug. They so showered me with kisses.
"We love you baby." 
"What ever happens you know we love you."
I nodded and they smiled. 
Brother came on soon after glaring at mom and dad. I had to get him out the house before he did anything.
"Let's go. We are going to be late."
I ran out the house and to his car. Not long he followed soon after.
I buckled up and turned on the radio. 
He starred at me wide eyed as if I had lost my mind. I did.
"Come on big brother it's been so long since we listened to the radio.
He nodded agreeing with me and drove off.
I turned on the radio:

[Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold
Speak to me

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along

So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold
Speak to me

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)

When everything is wrong we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along

(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along

(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along]

When he pulled up into the school parking lot. He turned off the radio and glared at me.
"If there's something you need to tell me say it now."
His hands we balled up into fist. 
I laughed and then smiled, "I love you, big brother."
His eyes were wide and so many emotions ran through him. Before I could make out some he was already out the car and walking to the front doors of the school. 
In first period I talked to Natalie non stop. I'll never get another chance. During second period we had a test, but I didn't intend to do it.
When the lesson began I raised my hand, "can I go to the bathroom?" She simply nodded and continued the lesson.
Leaving the room was the first plan the second one was next.  
The janitors room. Perfect. I went inside and searched through the stuff. Where is it? Then I found it. This will end my pain and rid me of him. This will take me away from him forever. This will end my suffering. 

(Wow what do you think she has? Any idea? Vote. Comment. And Fan.)

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