GothinBlack- Hey guys. Just to let you know this is just a side story it has nothing to do with the actual third book of The Fate We Brought Ourselves which I am currently writing right now and planning over with an editor. So enjoy this mini side story.


I opened my dilated eye's as yogi yelled my name again over and over until I came into full consciousness. I was laying on something hard and cold, soon noticing it was the concrete of the side walk. I looked up at the dark sky unsure of where I was or who I was until yogi called my name again before I felt a hard smack against my cheek bone waking me up even further.

I blinked a couple times trying to understand what he was saying.

How could you! he yelled at me. His violate eye's staring at me with intensity I hadn't seen before.

I must have looked confused because the next thing I knew I was on my hands and knees forced to look at what I had done. Something I didn't believe I had done, I immediately felt my stomach heave as I pulled myself away from yogi's grip and threw up on the ground away from the dead body of my closest friend, family, sister figure. Airi.

It couldn't be real it hadn't been real I at least hoped, but it was as I began to hear the sirens of police cars drive up to the seen and a crowd of people I hadn't noticed before was huddled in a tight circle around us making me feel suffocated.

I felt something warm and slightly sticky on my hand as I lifted it up to see her blood. My hand began to shack as my face crumpled up in a panicked expression as I let out a deep scream falling on my ass back onto the cold hard concrete. I looked up at yogi and shook my head my mouth forming the words I didn't do it but sound didn't come out. He shook his head angrily at me turning away from me before turning back and yelled in my face.

Don't you dare say that you didn't do this! I saw you! What the fuck is the matter with you!

I jumped at his words. I never heard yogi yell at me before. yes he got angry at me at times but he never raised his voice. The crowd of people moved aside as the police came quickly towards me Grabbing my arms tightly dragging me since I was still on my knees from throwing up a minute ago.

How did this...?

you electrocuted her to death. yogi said tears coming out of his eye's looking ashamed at his boyfriends actions. How could you do that! You were family. your a mur-

stop! I said desperately not wanting to hear the word.

You murderer! he told me as I was being dragged threw the crowd of on looking people with shocked faces.

Yogi turned away from me and went into the crowd his blonde hair disappearing from my view on the ground.

No! I didn't do it! I swear! I was forced to stop talking as my cheek was slammed against the police car as the man grabbed both my wrists and cuffed them together behind my back then gripped my shoulder tightly shoving me in the back of the police car slamming the door after wards. My world around me became quiet as I stared unblinking in front of myself. This couldn't be happening.

I was the blame.