Roman's POV

I have just returned from looking through photos albums with my my brothers. We found it odd that we couldn't remember anything from before we where 10 so we looked in our photos to see if we had anything from that time period. Oh we were in for a surprise! We. Found. NOTHING! Not a single photo from then which Patton though was odd because our parents loved taking photos of us before they died.

Oh, Logan is calling me. Good bye dearest diary.

Virgil's POV

"Fuck this shit, I'm out! I don't want any of your James Bond bullshit up in my life!" I walked quickly away from this Thomas guy and gave him the bird.

Please Virgil listen to what I have to say.

"Okay so first off you tell me that I have a different family, and then you tell me that you're Thomas Sanders. Dude your famous, so why are you wasting your night telling me stupid shit that isn't real?"

Just listen to me Virg! You're family is in danger!

"No, my mom is dead and my dad killed her. Good night Mr. Sanders." I walked off back to my apartment to try and get some sleep.

I woke up, but I don't know why. I looked around my room and tried to see if anything could have triggered me waking up at.......4am! I got up and left my room, something was definitely wrong.

I was right, there in the floor lay my mom with my dads hands wrapped tightly around her neck. The sent of alcohol was strong and my dads eyes were bloodshot. "DAD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" He looked up at me and smiled sadisticly. He got off mom and advanced on me, pulling out a knife from his back pocket.

My eyes filled with fear as he slashed at me, cutting my chest. I stumbled back and tried to run but he grabbed my wrist. I tried to escape as dad dragged me back to my mom who was coughing on the floor. He threw me at her and pulled out a gun.

*BANG* it hit my arm
*BANG* hit my moms foot
*BANG* she pushed me out of the way

The door burst open and police officers ran into the room. Dad looked up and ran, leaving me to try and wake up mom. "She's just asleep. Just asleep. Just asleep!" I sobbed. "WAKE UP MOM!"

I bolted upright, gasping for air. My hand reached up to my cheek and wiped away the tears. Thomas was wrong, I didn't have another family. Because I watched mine die.