The Story of Max Cross

Part 1

Fire. Fire creates pain. Fire and I have many similarities such as people fear us and they run away from us when we approach them, we create pain and suffering wherever we go, and we are both completely alone. My name is Max Cross, and this is my story. I lost my family by the time I was 16. One right after another they all died. My mother and father were killed in a plane crash, a month later my eldest sister Allison to a robbery gone wrong, 2 weeks later my youngest brother Connor to a car accident, and 3 months after that my older brother Kye to alcohol poisoning. I walked into a 16+ bar I knew of after learning of my Kye's untimely death. I sat down at one of the barstools and ordered for a virgin Bloody Mary.

"You come here often?" said the stranger.

"No not really. I never come here. Just a special occasion." I said in a monotone voice.

"And what occasion would that be?" said the stranger with a devilish smirk on his face.

"I don't feel like talking about it right now." I said with no expression.

"Come on princess, you can tell me anything." he said, pressingly.

"Fine. You want to know what the occasion is?", I said angrily as I downed my drink "the occasion is that my older brother just died and now I have no one left!"

I slammed some money on the bar for the drink, pushed the jerk out of the way and left. I knew of this perfect spot to clear my head not too far from the bar. It was in this cliff clearing and the town was a way away, the only thing that was close to this spot was this creepy abandoned mansion that for some reason hurts my head to go near so I just stay away. It's a beautiful night. It's a full moon and the moon lights up this entire cliff clearing, and I can see all the wildlife. I close my eyes and listen to the crickets and cicadas and just for a moment I forget about everything wrong with my life. Then all the memories come flooding back and they remind me that I could have saved my family but instead I'm the one that got them killed in the first place. My parents only went on that trip because I won two tickets for a trip to a resort in Hawaii. My parents said that if I were to go, both had to go as well but they couldn't afford a third ticket so they took my tickets and told me that we would go to Disneyland when they came back.... but they never did. Allison only went out that night because I was nagging her because we had run out of ice cream, and I wanted her to get some more. Connor wanted to go to a friend's house for a sleepover and Kye had told him no so to get on my brother's good side I said no. I secretly called his friends parents and told them that he could go and while Kye was out, they picked up Connor. After Connor's death, Kye was never the same and he and I were always getting into fights, so he took up drinking. One day a came home and found Kye laying on the floor foaming at the mouth and shaking uncontrollably. The paramedics came and pronounced him dead. They told me that he drank himself to death and ended up having a seizure. Once I realized on that night that everyone's death was my fault, I took the leap. 

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