Ch. 1 Seth POV:

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"Seth..."
"Seeeethh-"
"Sethhhh..."
"Help us, Seth."
"Please, save us."

"I'm trying." I said as I ran to the car that was upside down.
"Hurry Seth."
"Yeah. It's hot in here."
"Seth, I can't breathe."

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BOOM!

  Was all I hear as I flew about 5 feet away from the car. I look over at the car and it was in flames. No. I was too late. I couldn't save them. I just sat there in shock. I can't believe it. Their gone. Their freakin gone. "Sir are you okay? Sir?" The EMT ask me. I didn't answer him. I just sat there with tears going down my face. I just my best friends. No more John. No more Jen. No more Korey. No more of them. No more Skillet. "Sir?" "He's not responding. We need to take him in." They said as they pick me up and put me in the ambulance and driving away from them.

  I woke up cover in sweat. I look at my phone and it was 2 in the morning. I got up and went to the bathroom. It's been 2 years since they die. I splash water in my face. I look in the mirror and saw dark circles around my eyes. I look like crap. I dry my face off and walk into the kitchen to grab me a beer. I open the beer. I look at the pictures I have of them that were hung everywhere. "I miss you guys." I said as I took a drink. I look at the calendar and saw that I had an interview at 2pm. Great. My 5th interview and I'm drinking. I sat down on my couch and turn the TV on and watch it. Why not? I'm not going back to sleep anytime soon.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 31, 2017 ⏰

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