Live up to your mistakes, you never know when you might regret it...

Wait? What did he mean wrong target? I thought.

I scanned the room carefully this time, till my face met dad's direction and that's when I felt time stop.

Dad was on the ground besides a bleeding woman. MUM?

"Quick get the doctors! Don't y'all fucking think? Get them!" He yelled as mum laid there striving to breath.

"Mum..." I cried slightly as I rushed up to them. "Why..." I said more to myself as a tear rolled down my cheeks and touched her bleeding body.

She held my cheeks, smiled and wiped my tears.

"Promise me... You'd.. take care of your brother" she asked as if already accepting her fate.

"No-no... You can't..." I didn't know what to say, she can't die, she just couldn't.

"Tee amo, tesoro.." (I love you, honey) she said in Italian as I scoffed a little... She sounded ridiculous.

She hadn't stopped breathing but there wasn't much time left.

"Where are the fucking doctors?!" I screamed as they rushed in. Dad's men pulled me away from mum as I refused to let mum go.

"We won't be abeg to save them both..." The doctor tried to say in fear of his life. "What do you mean?!" I yelled as I tried to get hold of him.

"May..." My dad held me back.

"We would be able to save the baby but the woman would have to go... Risking saving them both would be futile." He explained.

Dad nodded and proceeded to check the murderer, he looked for a tattoo signifying the gang he was from.

"Truce!" He yelled.

The gang's name was truce, a symbol of a lion's head with a crown on it.

Truce, this is the beginning of the downfall of everything you've ever dreamed of! You will pay!

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The irritable sound of a baby's cry is the only noise I've heard these past couple of hours. I looked at the baby for a while now not knowing what to do, I scratched my head thinking about anything to make the child keep shut but nothing!

Who knew taking care of a child would be this hard?

It took three good hours for the baby to keep quiet and fall asleep.

Feeling exhausted, I lay on the bed only to be awoken by the sound of a child's cry.

"Ughhh.." I groaned.

I don't know when I slept but when I woke up the baby was no longer in my bedroom. So I took a shower and got ready for school.

I headed downstairs to find dad with the baby in his arms.

"May, I see you're ready for school?" He asked with a warm smile. I took my breakfast and headed towards the door.

"You're not even going to ask for a goodbye kiss?" He teased me and I smiled.

"Bye dad!" I said as I entered the care and headed off to school.

I skipped some classes mainly because I couldn't deal with it. I was stressed out and hardly paid attention.

"Mrs Andrew, if you're not going to pay attention you may leave the class!" A teacher snapped but I ignored. I was in no condition to cause a fight today.

I was glad when school was finally over as I waited for my driver.

"May!wait up!" Jonah and Camille yelled out to me.

"What's going on girlfriend? Why the sudden mood?" Camille asked.

"It's nothing" I said in a low tone, clearly insinuating I didn't want to talk about it.

"Really? You could tell us.." Jonah said as he placed his arm on my shoulder.

"I said it's nothing!" I yelled as I rudely shoved his hands off me.

Luckily, my car arrived. I hopped in and lit up a cigarette.

I knew the driver was uncomfortable with it but I didn't care. It was one of the things that made me avoid my problems rather than facing them.

Upon reaching home, I crushed the cigarette to dust and headed inside. Ofcourse, the kid was crying.

I looked towards dad, he was exhausted and looked pale.

"Have you eaten anything?" I asked him knowing fully he hadn't. "I don't feel like it..."

In a low tone, he looked at the kitchen, his eyes blurry and I knew he was thinking of mum.

I wasn't the type to display emotions so I shrugged and went up to my room.

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Two weeks passed and it's already the holiday and my brother got the name Noah.

Since we're in the holiday, I have to spend more time with my brother.

"May, I have an urgent meeting to attend to, I'd be back in the evening...."

"I know ' take care of Noah and promise me you won't feed him to the neighbors dogs' " I rolled my eyes as I mimicked dad's words each time he left me with Noah on weekends.

With a heavy sigh, I said what he waited for ' I promise. '

He kissed me on the forehead and left for work.

Yes, we were back to our house in Italy; a huge mansion guarded by more than 50 guards with top notch security, access which is practically difficult for anybody to get through.

By the time my dad came back, I was already changing Noah's 5th diapers.

"Hey honey... Did Noah give you a hard time?" He asked as he kissed me on the head.

"Yeah... I had to change his diapers five times. I mean what does he even eat?!" I teased.

"Haha! Why don't you sit at the counter while I prepare something to eat" he let out a good laugh.

I nodded and sat close to Noah playing with his cute baby hands, I looked into his cute eyes and he let out an adorable laugh. I suddenly felt a huge lump on my throat.

"Fuck shit!" I cried as I moved away from Noah to lean on the wall.

"I can't do this! I just fucking can't!" I cried as I buried my face between my legs.

"Mayloorna..." Dad called out to me softly as he touched my shoulder which made me look into his deep eyes.

"Dad.." I croaked.

"I can't...how am...I su-suppose to live..." I said between tears. " I can't cope," I let out.

"The child? She was so happy to have another kid dad... But she's gone.." I cried aloud.

"An..d I didn't get the ch-chance to tell her how sorry I am..da-" he put his hands on my lips, he could feel how bitter I was at myself and he didn't want me to throw much hate at myself.

"It's okay... Your mum, she's happy she sacrificed her life for Noah... That's what she wanted and she once said she loves you dearly and hopes you become better at everything with ease in your life... Stop getting worked up, she wouldn't want to see you in this state..." He said as he wiped my tears and I buried my head into his chest.

"I'm sorry" I said warmly.

I knew it made him feel uncomfortable mentioning mum's death and I knew he felt bitter about it, he wished it was him instead of her.

I have no idea what it's like to lose your first love in front of your eyes but I do know what it's like to lose your mother and I'm sure it hurts as much.

Was this how my life had turned out to be? Filled with anger, pain and regrets?

It was here and then that I knew I hadn't cherished one of the most important things in my life...