| Wish you were here
Alexis's POV;
I continuously looked outside of the window of the limo trying to avoid my dad at all cost. I felt very nervous as I looked at my now sweaty palms.
'Alexis', he said trying to start a conversation but I ignored him.
The limo stopped in front of the cemetery and I came out of the limo not waiting for my dad. I slammed the door and walked into the cemetery with some roses and lilies in my hands. People where already gathered near her grave. The only one I recognized was my aunt, the closest thing I had to a motherly figure.
'Alex dear', she said coming to hug me. i hugged her back allowing the tears I was holding to fall. It's been 17 years and each memorial I still cry and my heart aches for one thing ;
REVENGE°
'I don't...even know her very well but I miss her. it hurts so damn much', I said my words muffled because I leaned on her.
'It's okay dear. Let it all out now', she rubbed my back soothingly.
I let go of her and walked to the grave and knelt down. I dropped the flowers.
'I may not have known you so well but I love you mom and I always will. I promise to kill the motherfuckers who did this to you', I said wiping my tear stained face. I stood up and walked away avoiding everyone until a gunshot was heard.
Everyone started running and I reached for my gun. Time seemed to stop as another gunshot was heard just behind me and I turned around expecting to be shot only to see one of the guards took the bullet for me, too protect me.
'oh no, genreld', I said moving to his side trying to apply pressure to his bleeding wound.
'G...go', he said weakily. I shook my head refused to leave him. Some of the other guards came to my side and took me back to the limo and drove away.....
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I paced around the balcony waiting eagerly for my dad to return. As I was about to go back in a car drove in a more bodyguards came out then my dad. I was internally relaxed.
He's alright!
I laid back down on my bed thinking about today's event. This was the third time this week we were attacked.
'Alex!', my dad called knocking on my door.
'Come in'. He walked in and he immediately came to hug me.
'I was so worried', he said hugging me again.
'Dad I'm fine. I'm not a child anymore you know. I will be 18 soon'.
'Soon not now so your still my life girl', he said ruffling my hair. I pouted and he put on a serious face again, 'We need to talk Alexis'.
I immediately sat up. My das never calls me by my full name except I'm in deep trouble or he's very serious about a particular topic. I went with the latter.
'With the recent attacks going on I feel that you should move away'. He folded his arms looking straight into my eyes.
'What do you mean move away?'.
'You're going to Michigan'........
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