Dear all fanfictionerz…
I am new to fan fiction and this id my new story. So enjoy and please don't make fun of…
THE DAY HE DIED….
AUSTINS P.O.V flashback…
I was at school I remember, when I first got the news. Yes on a Tuesday. I waited when the final bell rung. Waited and waited for almost 1 hour. Then I was convinced he forgot. Whatever I will just walk it home… I've been walking and was almost there when I saw the familiar red and blue sirens I always see on posters at our school. "Pick the right choice "the posters scream at us. And next to those sirens was a crying lady… wait… that is my mother. I hit it out running and it didn't take long till I reached her. You see I am the fastest kid in our grade and the most built up. My mom's teary eyes got wide when she saw me and she immediately told me to go to the neighbours, which were all peaking out their windows and doors. I shook my head angry with her and ran inside the door to see the police "DO NOT CROSS" lines. I peak my head over a buff police officer who is pushing me out. But it is too late… I saw it. I saw my father's body, covered in blood. Slashes, cuts, scrapes and... Is that a gun on the floor beside him! I couldn't stand the image. I wished I listened to my mom. By this time my eyes were dropping tears like crazy and I suddenly got angry at the police officer ushering me out, at my mom for not warning me even at my dad for leaving us. I was angry at everything! And till that day I swore… I will never ever trust or love anyone anymore.
OKAY THAT WAS LIKE A PROLOGUE AND THE REAL STORY WILL BE UP SOON I PROMISE… TILL THEN
ZAHRAA-3