Breaking Bad-My Life Sucks

by Kiki chance

Gustavo used to be the good guy until he became a villain and started selling meth, Years before meeting Walter and Jesse. Gus had a family, loving parents and a older sister who looked out for him until that very day it was all taken away from him. He was only nineteen when he lost his family.

Breaking Bad- My life sucks

Prolong

My name is Gustavo Fring...

I will never forget that day, the day they ruined my life. They took away my family, everyone i loved. I never forget seeing smock and fire filling up the room watching my mum and dad fall to the ground. No one made it out alive.

The only one made it out alive was me. I was only 19. It was my sister who saved me. She was only ten years older then me. She chose to save me rather then herself by pushing me out the window and right into the pool. It was a good thing dad had the pool installed days ago. Lucky for me it was filled with water.

As i sunk down to the bottom of the pool i could see the roof cave into the house. The water blocked out the sound of sirens going of in the background.

I finally hit the bottom. Laying on the flat on the bottom of the pool. I could see someone standing close to the edge.

Then that was hit. Whoever it was jumped into the pool and swam right to me. Just as they touched me i blacked out.

Years later

Its been forty years since i lost them that day. I have reminders of that day. Its not just the flashbacks i see when i go to sleep at night. Its me and "why was i the only one to live that day?" and the scars that cover my face. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. Deep brown eyes and matching color skin, ugly scars cover half my face.

I could look so much better if i didn't have theses ugly scars on my face and arms.

Right now i feel like screaming, but what good will that do?

Nothing is going to help.

I lifted my right arm and smashed it right into the mirror and it brook into long shared that flew all around the room. Seconds later i felt a sharp pain going though out my arm as i fell to the floor on my knees. I pulled out the long shard that priced into my hand. Just as i pull it out warm blood pored out of the open wound. A red blood tail formed down my arm and down my leg. I nothing to stop the bleeding.

All i want is to die. There is nothing good about my life.

Nothing will never bring them back.

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Thank you for reading my first story, the next chapter will up sometime next week. The next chapter will be much longer than this one.

Kiki out