The phone rang as Sam pointed to the phone, indicating to Richie. "That's for you." She smirked, Richie rolling his eyes.

"What is your gimpy sister gonna do? She's our fucking pin-cushion at this point. Amber, spread out, she can't have gotten far." Richie instructed as he answered.

Tara leaped out at Amber as Richie went out to help her, Sam grabbing the knife on the counter and running. "that's my girls." I whispered slightly as I leant on my aunt and mom.

My mom and Sid picked up Amber by the legs when she ran into the kitchen and through her over the countertop, as I threw the hand sanitizer over her. It smashed over her head as she screamed apologizing. "You can apologize all you fucking want but you killed my father and the love of my messed up fucking life." Amber smirked.

"And it felt so good, watching the life leave their eyes." Amber smiled as I ran at her, the knife slicing through my throat, choking on my own blood, knocking her over, her hand turning on the stove, I took the gun and shot her four times, her body turning and landing on the flames. Her body engulfed in flames as she writhed in agony, the smell of burning flesh rising to my nostrils, nausea gathering in my stomach.

I stumbled out into the hallway, clutching at my throat, blood pouring down, watching Sam throw Richie on the crowd. I grabbed the knife and drove it into his cheek, Sam drawing it through his throat. Mom handed me the gun as I shot him in the head. Amber came running at me as I shot the gun, running at her and sobbing as I plunged the knife in and out of her charred corpse. "I fucking hate you." I muttered Tara gently pulling me away from her.

I held my hand over my mouth as a gag tore up my throat, I staggered outside as I emptied my stomach, Tara rubbing my back as ambulances and cops showed up.

"Mom, promise me you won't right another fucking book about this." I sighed as I leant on her shoulder, as she saw a mic and van and walked away from me as if I was nothing.

Sam and Tara climbed in my ambulance as they each took a hand, my face rested a grimace as the pain radiated through my back and abdomen.

we fucking survived.