"If you reasonably expected me to be the same girl I was in Ludendorff, you fucking lost your mind way before the bank job!"

"You know damn well that you're too young to be with him, let alone have a fucking mistake!"

"MY LIFE, MY CHOICE!"

Carly's eyes snapped open, Carly looking around the room before pulling the quilted comforter around her tiny body… something was wrong, she just knew it. She looked at her phone, seeing a voicemail from Camari and played it.

"Carly, turn the Tv on now… something horrible happened."

Carly sat up, grabbing the remote and turning the Tv on. What she heard next, she couldn't believe.

"...in a repeat of our earlier broadcast, the body found in Paleto Forest has been identified as Trevor Philips. Mr Philips was stabbed over 100 times before his body was discovered earlier today-" The news reporter says before Carly shuts the Tv off, closing her eyes.

'He can't be dead… no, Trevor's not dead, he'll show up here and pound on the door in a bit, demanding that I let him into the house.' Carly thought in denial. Despite everything, she still wanted her Uncle T back… now he was gone.

Carly opened her eyes when she felt Johnny's arms wrap around her, the tiny brunette holding onto him.

"He's gone… he's not coming back." Carly says quietly as tears started to fall, Johnny lightly stroking her hair to comfort her as best as he can. When they eventually let go of each other, Johnny noticed scratches on Carly's wrists, hands and fingers. Scratches that looked like they were made with a knife and scratches that weren't there yesterday.

"Guys…" Both heard, looked and saw Sam in the doorway, her eyes red from crying. Carly got out of hers and Johnny's bed and tried to hug Sam but the second Sam saw Carly's wounds, she stepped back. "What happened to you, Carly?" She asks.

Carly tried to remember what happened but couldn't… she couldn't remember anything that happened yesterday.

Carly's P.O.V

Never thought this would ever happen again, no memory of anything that happened the day before… it's different this time because Trevor's dead.

I see the look in Sam's eyes… she's not gonna say it out loud but she thinks I did it… and she's hurt. She's lost both her parents now.

Despite everything that Trevor had done, he was still Sam's father and up until yesterday, her only living parent.

"I'll… go check on the others." Sam says before leaving, Johnny closing the bedroom door and both of us sitting on the bed.

"I can't remember anything from yesterday…" I say quietly, Johnny resting his hands on my shoulders.

"Carly, no matter how angry you were at Trevor, there's no way you could've ever killed him." Johnny says, both of us hugging.

Sam doesn't believe me though… and stabbing anyone, let alone Trevor, over 100 times… that's not just rage, that's overkill.

I've killed before but in self defense… I'm not the kind of person to brutally stab someone repeatedly, no matter how angry I was at them.

I grab my phone, seeing multiple text messages, first one being from Lamar.

'Holy fuck, crazy dude's dead, violet eyes! Did you do it, did you finally snap and kill him?!'

I open the next one, it being from Franklin.

'Trevor's dead… fucking hell. His craziness finally caught up with him.'

I close it out, moving to the one Ashley sent me.

'He… he's gone! He's fucking dead, my dad is dead!'

Ashley and Trevor were starting to reconcile their bond… now it's too late for things to ever truly be fixed.

I close Ashley's text message out, reminding myself to talk to her when I can… the next message is from Amanda.

'So you finally did it, you finally killed Trevor. Good luck living with that for the rest of your life.'

That heartless, cold blooded bitch!

'I DID NOT KILL HIM! IF ANYONE KILLED HIM, MAYBE IT WAS YOU BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS HATED TREVOR WHEN YOU'RE NO BETTER THAN HE WAS! AMANDA, I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL FOR WHAT YOU DID!' I type in and send to her, tears running down my face as I throw my phone and break down into a violent sobbing fit, Johnny pulling me into his arms and rubbing his hand up and down my back.

Trevor's gone… Uncle T, if there was any part of him left, is never coming back…

You never realise how much you'll miss your family until one day you wake up and they're gone for good.