I have been to hell and back. Not many people can say that their father killed their mother, brother, tried to kill you, before killing himself. Even fewer can say they got up. They didn't stay down, that they rose from the ashes. I remember it like it was yesterday. I had been with my cousin, Bella, at the Cullen's house. Undoubtedly the nicest vampires you can ever come across. I was not looking forward to going home, and Jasper could feel my anxiousness. They even invited me to spend the night. I declined, knowing it'd be worse when I got home. I remember thanking my lucky stars Edward wasn't there, he could read minds. Now I wish he had been there. Maybe he could've stopped me, though I doubt it. When Emmett dropped me off, he asked one more time if I was sure. I laughed and said "I'll be fine" Boy was I wrong. As soon as I walked in the door, the yelling started. My brother gave me the "get-in-your-room-now" look. I hurried across the room to safety, but I couldn't make it. The first shot rang out. It hit my mother square in the head, killing her instantly. I screamed. The bullet came toward me, but my brother jumped in front of me. I remember screaming his name, screaming at him to wake up. Then he shot him again, and I lost it. I went for the gun, getting shot in the thigh in the process. I fell to the ground. He shot at me again, narrowly missing me. I could hear their voices in my head: "Pretend it hit you" they commanded. I screamed, hoping it worked. I made my eyes close, and held my breath, hoping he thought I was dead. Then came the final bullet. He had killed himself. I knew it without checking, I was the only one alive. I crawled over to the door, and grabbed my phone. I was thanking my lucky stars Esme had insisted on getting me a phone. I would have to thank her later. My shaky fingers dialled 9-1-1. The voice on the other end said "911, what's your emergency?" I started crying hard, sitting on the dirt
"Mam?" the voice repeated
"My," sob "Father" another sob "killed my mom, my brother, himself and he tried to kill me!" I wailed
"Calm down sweetie, where are you?"
"98 Pine Road"
"Alright, dispatch is on their way, but I need you to stay on the line"
"Okay.." I trailed off, my vision getting blurred
"Stay awake okay? I need you to stay awake"
I couldn't respond. I was too far gone. My next memory is being on the stretcher, and hearing Carlisle's voice "Can you hear me?"
There was pain everywhere, but I had to respond. I noticed there was a cold hand holding mine. I concentrated with all my might, and squeezed their hand. It wasn't a hard squeeze, but it was enough. I heard a gasp, then whispering.
"Hey." Emmett's voice whispered in my ear "Can you do that again?"
I thought so. I focused again, but it was broken by Edwards voice
"Emmett, you're straining her"
"Sorry kid"
If I could, I'd be smiling. Then, with a surge of confidence, I opened my eyes
"Caroline!" Carlisle was immediately beside me
"Hi." I murmured
"How do you feel?"
"Shitty" Emmett burst out laughing. I gasped
"Caroline? What's wrong?" Esme's voice was filled with concern
"I'm homeless"
"No you're not!" Bella jumped in. When did she get here?! "You can always stay at me and Charlie's."
"Really?"
"Sure."
"Thank you!" I cried, wishing I could hug her. Carlisle came back into the room (I didn't know he left) his face grim.
"Carlisle? What's wrong? I'm okay, see?" I tried to make a joke
He stared at me a long time "Caroline, you have brain tumors. You're going to die"