Chapter 7: Lost

"No! No! Don't! Please, I'm begging you"

"Ashley don't worry, I'm going to be alright". "No! Get away from them"

"Any last words?.... Take care of yourself Ash".

Shots!!

"No!!!!!"

I jolt up from my sleep, panting, sweating like I'd just ran. I searched my surroundings, look for any sign of danger. When I found none, I calmed my wild beating heart, closed my eyes and took deep breath. That dream. The dream felt so real, like I was there and those screams, the way mom screamed. I physically shudder, the memory is very taunting.

After a few moments, I finally realised I wasn't in my room. In fact I was on a plane- wait A PLANE. 'Did we finally leave for Tokyo. No! That's not possible'. I rack my brain for memories of last night. 'Talking to dad, him yelling, I asked questions, going to Tokyo next 3days, crying to bed, strange guests, my unc-'.

I felt my heart skip a beat. 'My uncle, he killed them. They are dead'. I felt that same pain coming all over, tears stream down my face freely. I felt pain, anger, numbness and regret. 'Yes regret'.  I should have complied, maybe rush the trip. But now it's all over, my life, everything about me, the people I love they're all gone. I didn't even get to apologize, I never did and never will. I'm an orphan. I held my mouth to muff a sob, I kept crying, thinking about how my almost perfect life changed so drastically, till I felt a hand caress my cheeks.

I jumped, turning to look at the person, only to see my uncle. He was looking hurt. 'Hurt? I should be the only one hurting'. He sat down close to me but I had to shift away and the look on his face, only intensify. We sat like that for a couple of minutes till he made to break the silence but I beat him to it. "Why?" I asked, my voice so hoarse. His brows furrowed. "Why did you kill them?". The words left my mouth and I felt like going on another round of tears. "It had to be done" He stated so flatly but the look on his face was still there.

"It had to be done". I repeated.

The words making me angry. "You had to kill a whole family. My family, your brother". I whispered the last part, not very audible but he heard and his furrow deepen. "Yes". He stated. "What have you gained? Did your pain go away? Did that wipe all your sufferings? Did you find happiness knowing that you killed him And his family?. I asked emotionless, I couldn't stop this questions, they just kept coming out of my mouth. He took a deep breath but didn't say anything. After a while I spoke.

"I should congratulate you". I said looking up to meet his gaze. One of his brows was up, questioning my sudden words.

"Yeah" I continued. "For officially making me an orphan. For taking my family, for taking my life and everything, for making me an empty shell. I'm all alone." I said hugging my knees to my chest. "Don't say that" He scolded. "You're not alone. You've got me, your uncle" He said giving me a small smile that irritated me. "You?" I questioned, chuckling lightly. "I hate you, I hate you withe every cell of my being. I can't stand you. You made me an orphan and you consider yourself  my family? You make me sick to the core, I wish you suffer. I wish you feel miserable all your life". I stated with tears of rage. "I want you dead. I hate the fact that you here, breathing, talking. I HATE YOU!". That seemed to hurt him really bad, if I wasn't mad at him, I'd have apologized but now. I wanted him dead and out of my sight. He moved closer to me, trying to comfort me but I didn't need it

"Don't". I said, stopping his arm midway. "Don't touch me with those hands of yours". He retract his arm back. Standing up, he pulled his suit and said

"Lo siento madre" (I'm sorry mother) before leaving. I was alone again, sitting on the bed of a plane. Heading to a place I know nothing about, maybe he's going to kill me there. I could feel a lump forming in my throat, my lips were   quivering, hands were cold and trembling, tears were flowing like a river.

I felt a wave of heaviness in my chest. I wasn't breathing right, my head was aching. I cried all over again, I'm alone, no one to comfort me. 'Why didn't I die with them? Why didn't he kill me?'. All negative thought kept flowing into my mind and my head was hurting from all the tears, I've been shedding. So I laid down. Within a few minutes I'm drifting into a dreamless sleep.

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I was moving, but how. I opened my eyes to the harsh morning sun, I shut them, trying again, I opened them slowly once I've adjusted to the light, I noticed I wasn't in the plane. I was in a car. A moving car, laying down with a blanket. Looking around, I didn't see my uncle but there were two guys or men in front, luckily they weren't paying attention to me, so I sat up looking out the window. There was nothing but forest at both sides of the road and this doesn't look like New York. I guess they plan to kill where no one knows me, no one to mourn or remember me. I would have cried over such thought but I'm too exhausted, my tears refuse to flow. 'That's if I have any.'

Suddenly the vehicle stop. The guys in front were talking but I wasn't paying attention. 'So this is how I'm going to end. This is my death. Maybe it's for the best, at least I'd see mom, dad, jasp-'. My thoughts were cut of my the man in the driver's seat.

"Hey" He called in a gruff voice. "Don't go anywhere". I didn't say anything, I couldn't, so I just stared. He gave me a glare before he got out.

"How are  you doing?" I snapped my head to the person. He had light brown hair, chocolate eyes, he was also in a suit. "Look I know it's really hard to take all of this but just relax, everything's gonna be fine". He said, giving me a warm smile. If I were in my right state of mind I'd have returned his smile but unfortunately I wasn't, so I still shared.

"Ricco!". The other one outside yelled. "Get here quickly!". The Rocco sighed. "Stay put". He said softly, leaving me inside. They were talking about the car not working, checking things while I just sat there staring, thinking about my fucked up life, best death scenarios.

Run. I heard someone whisper. I looked around, checking for anyone, the guys were still talking so it couldn't be them, they'd never ask me to run. So I ignored it. Run. I heard it again, only this time it was loud and clear. My heart started pumping fast, my breaths were turning urgent. I looked around but still no one. 'It's just an illusion. Don't worry, calm down'. Run!!!! I didn't think twice, my body just obeyed the voice. A full wave of adrenaline rushed through my body. it felt like I was electrocuted.

I bolt through the door running, running to the forest side, I didn't even register I was been called. I got to into the forest running till something fell on me. I turned around to see the gruff man trying to grab me but I wouldn't give in, I kept kicking and punching. He got a hold of both my hands, pinning them over my head. "You little bitch" he said panting. "So stubborn". I arched my back, twisting my wrists, trying to free my hands. He brought his face dangerously close to my chest and I stiffened. 'What is he doing'. He drew his face up to my neck and mumbled. "Stop shaking. I'm so gonna enjoy hearing that your lovely voice while I smash into you". He said placing a kiss on my neck. I felt disgusted 'such guts. how dare he'. The fear I had, now turned to anger, I checked my legs and they were beneath him, very free. Smirking I kicked him in the groin and he groan so loud. Freeing my hands, I pushed him off me, I stood up ready to start my race but the bastard held my ankle making me fall.

"You gonna pay for that puta(bitch)". He grumbled angrily. I grabbed the nearest thing close to my hand and smash it on his head. I hit him again harder and he fell limb. I looked at my hand to find a bloody stone, I threw it. Now I was scared, the man wasn't moving. I killed him. I took a step towards him but I heard foot steps, followed by someone calling him out. "Malcolm!" I heard. I didn't wait a second, I took to my heels. I had no idea where I was going to but I needed to get away from here. I ran deeper into the forest, just going straight, not looking back. I was tired but if I stop now they might get to me, so I pushed myself to go faster

I need to run even if it means running for the rest of my life, not to get caught. Then so be it.