Prologue - Death
"Wake up!"
My heavy eyes held me prisoner in my dreamy sleep. Tightening my fingers around my pillow I gave a little grunt of protest, pushing my nose deeper into the down.
"Meagan, wake up!"
It was then that I felt a teardrop hit my cheek, promptly rolling down my face leaving a saltwater trail. Prying my eyes open I stared into the face of my older brother, his cheeks sallow, his eyes full of panic and sorrow.
"What is it Jake?"
He just stared at me for several moments, shaking his head back and forth in a numb sense of disbelief. Sitting up quickly I grabbed the collar of his t-shirt, shaking it.
"What?!"
"M—mom," he croaked. "d-dead."
The words echoed in the recesses of my mind. I could feel myself paling yet at the same time a bubble of anger was erupting from my stomach. Without thinking my hands flew into the air and towards him, only to be caught by his hands.
"Liar," I stuttered, my eyes closing. He did not respond but I felt his arms hug me and then much like myself, he began to cry like a baby.
We did not realize it then but that one tragic event would be our plunge into a hell so disastrous that our lives would be affected forever.