Short Stories

I will always remember you...

I sit there as I look at the photos of us. From where you were a baby to when you were a handsome 10 year old. I just wished you could be here with me still. I failed to protect you. It was my job to protect you and i failed at it. I wish i got there in time. To save you. I should've gotten there quicker.

2 months before my 18th birthday I was on Skype with a friend on my laptop when I got a call. I told my friend i'd call her back later as i picked up my phone and answered it. "Hello?" I say.

"Kathrine? We need your help! Hes yelling and we dont know what to do! We're so scared!" I hear my little step sister Hannah through the phone. What the hell? She is always calmed and collected even in scary moments.

"Hannah slow down. Okay? Just breath. Now tell me whats going on."

"It's dad. He is so mad. I mean we always see him mad but i've never seen him this pissed. I think hes going to hurt us. Please come get us!"

"Okay i'm on my way." I end the conversation as I quickly get up and run out to the living room. "Mom ill be back later. Somethings going on at dads."

My mom looks at me worriedly. "Hun have Zach come with you in case something bad happens." Zach is my step dad. She knows how bad my dad gets since he used to beat her when they were together. I nod and then we leave. As i sit there driving there to my dads, i couldn't help but to worry. What happens if he hurts one of them? I just hope that everyone is okay.

When we pull into my dads drive way the place was oddly quite. As we get out of the car, a gun shot rings out. I start running towards the front door. I kick it open and look at the scene before me. My step mom and two step siblings sit in a corner of the living room crying looking scared with a pissed off dad in the middle of the room pointing a gun at a slumped little figure on the floor. That slumped figure was my little half brother. Everything went in slow motion. As i run to my brother, I can faintly see Zach tackle my dad to the floor.

I carefully pick up Blake up and hold him in my arms. "No no no no no no. Blake wake bud. Its going to be okay! Sissy's here." I look down at his unusually pale face to see him not opening his eyes. His blue eyes refusing to open and see me. I look over at me dad with horrified eyes that had tears in them. How could he do this to him? How can he just shoot his 10 year old son and not even be slightly hurt. How can he even get himself to pull the trigger?

The paramedics and police soon run in and take care of the situation. The police running towards my dad arresting him while the paramedics hurry to get my brother out of my hands to save him. After they take him out of my arms and leave with him in the ambulance. I finally just collapse onto my back and just cry. Please be okay Blake.

When we finally make it to the hospital, I instantly go to the girl at the front desk asking about him. She just tells us, he was in surgery to get the bullet out. So he is still alive. We were sitting in the waiting room for hours. Friends of mine that knew him came and go. But only Brendon stayed with me and my step dad. to comfort me. He was like a older brother to me, always protecting me.

He got up to check with a nurse when she came to tell us the news. When they were finally done talking he came back to us and went to his knees in front of me. "Is he okay? Please tell me he's going to be okay Brendon." I pleaded as i look him in the eyes. I can't lose him. Not Blake.

"I'm so sorry Kathrine. He didn't make it."

That just made the tears release. My baby brother is gone. He wont get to see his first day of middle school. His first day of high school. He won't graduate. He won't get to meet the girl or boy that he'll love to death and want to settle down with. He wont be able to get married, have children. Get his first job. It all just vanished. Because he's gone.

Brendon went and hugged me as i held him for dear life. Just crying into his neck. How could this happen. Why is the world so selfish to take such a innocent child away from us. I didn't even get to tell him that i was adopting him once i turned 18. That he was going to be free. He was going to be free at least from dad.

As I sit the pictures down of him. I'll always miss him. I pick up the gun from my night stand and bring it to my head. I can't live without my life source i tried for a year to live past this. I just can't stand living in a world without him. I won't live in a world without him. Then I pulled the trigger.

I will always remember you...I will always love you Blake...