Chapter 21: John's POV:
The girls push through out in front of everyone else and face Matt, the girls releasing their grip on our hands. "But we did as we said, we distracted them, you set up the explosives and everything's going to plan." Alice says as she walked up to him, Billie right next to her. "What, are not happy with our progress? You think you can do better?" Gordons twin asks "The moment the guys saw you, they would have killed you. I've had experience with explosives and demolition equipment out in the field, don't ask." She said as she pointed her finger to us. "So don't question it, you bastard" Matt chuckles before he slaps the girls quite hard as they fall to the ground, us boys running up to them and helping them. I was staring deathly at him, he couldn't hurt the girls, but he could hurt me. I stood up, only to be met with a steel barrel to my face.
"No arguments, let's go" he points it towards and so, the 7 of us start to walk back in at gunpoint. He pushes us all into the elevator, as we ascend 10 floors, back to the gala. I held Alice close to me, while Gordon held his twin, both being held together by Virgil and Scott protecting Alan, Matt was tampering with his gun. We felt the elevator halt and so once again were forced out, otherwise be shot. He stopped outside the entrance of the hall and knocked on the door, only for his sister to welcome us in, everyone scared and frightened by tonight's change of events. He turned to us, motioned his head and hand holding the gun, to enter and he closed the doors with a massive slam, must've shook the ground.
We walked to the centre, us three musketeers still holding onto the kids, I felt Alice's nerves, she was scared"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, since this is a charity gala, we suggest that you donate your prized possessions into the bag, as my adoring associate passes it around, or we will be forced to make some changes to the staff numbers." Everyone was scared and shaking, doing as the man said so, their eyes glued to the amber doors. "Thank you and goodnight!" He shot a bullet, allowing everyone except us to the leave the room, in a flood of panic and screams. In that panic, Jessica got trampled and taken out with the rest of the crowd, at least ones down. Matt turned to us, placing us in age order from youngest to eldest. "Time for target practice! First up, Alan!"
"You touch him-" Scott started
"And you'd be dead" Matt cut him off, while holding the gun to his face. At that moment, Jessica walked back in, she held a gun to us and wasn't afraid to shoot us, she made that very clear, we held our hands up in surrender.
He grabs our little brother by the shoulder and forcefully pushes him towards the stage, before he's thrown to the side of the stage, behind the curtains, we couldn't see what was happening. I held Alice's hand, I was scared and so was she, I could Billie and Gordon next to Virgil, doing the same thing. He walks back out carrying...Alan. He was beaten up, blood dripping fast from his head and mouth, he looked lifeless, what did he do? He kicked him of the stage, before our baby blue yells out a painful moan surrender, we flinch only to be persuaded, by a coolness of metal touching my chest. "Why are you doing this?" I ask, wanting to know the truth.
"I'm doing this for my mother, your father killed her!" He yelled placing the cold steel leaking with death towards Allie. "Dad didn't kill her!" Virgil yells out "We know what happened, your father abused her, she got sick of her life, she committed suicide!" Jessica walked to him, staring him deathly in the eyes, Virgil flinched when she started to touch him on his arms and chest. Matt walked and stood in front between me and Scott. "No, your father caused stress on my mum. He over worked her, abused her, she tried her hardest to do as much as she can for us and your father took it away from us! You don't know what loss is until you watch it right in front of you!"
There was a grunt from behind Matt. Allie was trying to get up, but failed numerous times. "We know, we know how it feels to loose a mother, we lost ours." Matt turned to him, smiling as if he was about to do something devious, and he did. He started to walk up to Alan, fiddling with his weapon. "Ah yes. Lucille Tracy, died 12th March 2047, say isn't that little Alan's birth date?" As he said those words, he knelt down and angrily grabbed Alan by the hair, yanking it back, his neck straining. We flinched forward once more, before that feeling came onto me once again. "How did she die again? Alice? Virgil?" He looked at them, before our youngest brother spoke again."Car accident.." His head snapped back to Alan, the kids straining himself. "She died in a car accident, she was just released after giving birth to me and she met with an accident, me and dad were okay." I felt bad, I looked to everyone else, they looked at me. We told Alan that lie and we avoided bringing it up, because he'd be depressed all his life. About the fact that he caused his own mother to die- not something you want on your mind. Matt laughs, before letting go of Alan and standing up, "Is this what you've believed for 18 years? A lie?" Alan looks to us, that look on his face.
"What is he talking about?" The 6 of us look to our youngest brother with unpleasant faces. "Oh didn't you know? You caused your mother to die, she got so sick from having you, she died. Say, wasn't Scott, John and Virgil there to witness it all?" I flinched at the memory- it's something that still plays on my mind, Scott and Virgil doing the same.
"Guys, is that true? Mum died because of me?" His voice starting to crack and tears welling up into all of the Tracy children. We stayed quiet, before Scott decided to tell Alan the truth, something we should have told him long ago, but Matt bet us to it.
"Yes Alan, it is true. You know, I remember distinctly Alice telling me all about it. She said how things have fallen apart after Lucy died. If it wasn't for Alan, mum would be alive. If it wasn't for Alan, dad would give a damn about us. If it wasn't for Alan, I wouldn't have to stress about him being a petulant little idiot all the time!" I could see Alice, dropping her mouth in shock, he was lying, Alice told me everything, she never said that to him. Alan weakly looked towards us, and was crying, he just found out the truth. "Alan, I never said those things! You weren't the cause of why dad left! He's putting the idea in your he-" Alice started as she balled her fists up, her knuckles turning white.
"YOU LIED TO ME!" Alan managed to scream out, I can see properly he'd been cut across the chest and arm, quite deep, that's why he can't get up. "I THOUGHT WE WOULD NEVER LIE TO EACH OTHER, TRACY SIBLINGS GO TO HELL AND COME BACK REMEMBER!?" He starts to cry, before clutching his chest, his yelling was straining his chest.
"Alan! I never said those things and if I did, I would have been dead. I love you Alan, I never would hate you! I speak for all of us, when I say, we are sorry" Alice states as she starts to walk towards Alan, Jessica placing a hand on her shoulder, as if she's about punch her, but Ali retaliated and punched her...quite hard, she stumbled before Matt hit her over the head, with the cold steel weapon, she's...oh god. I ran to her, to pick Alice up, her body limping, the bruise and cut forming on her forehead, blood pouring from her head. I carry her over towards Virgil before I can go and collect my little space bro, I slowly walk up to him, my ginger hair slowly falling as I take another step. I was only in 2 meters range of Allie...oh my god, what did he to him? I was about to reach out when I heard two audible clicks, as I stood there; Matt smiling down on me and Jessica turning to the rest of the Tracy's. "He stays with us, get back over there, before your little brother dies..." I flinched at the word and walked back slowly, only to hold Alice as Virgil tried to stop the bleeding.