☠EDITED☠

For all you people just dying to know what happened ;)

Braylee's POV:

I scream loudly as Tyler's blood splatters on my face. His lifeless body falls to the ground, hitting it roughly. I don't realize I'm on the ground, hugging his dead body. My brother is dead, and it's because of me. I feel two strong arms wrap around my waist, hoisting me up.

"You bastards!" I scream, loudly.

I start twisting, and turning frantically, trying to get out.

"Stop!" Louis voice booms.

But I don't, I don't stop.

I finally go limp in his arms, letting it all out, "Y-You killed him..."

Louis let's go, and I sit on the ground, crying. And, he let's me.

"You murders!" I scream, standing up. Louis jumps back in surprise.

"You killed him..." I say quietly, my lip quivering. And, then I fall back to the ground. I then feel something press against the back of my head.

"Get up." Liam demands.

"No."

"Get up or i'll blow your fucking brains out." He threatens.

Doesn't he understand I'm already dead?

"Do it."

"What?" He asks, surprised.

"Kill me. Please, do it. Or, i'll do it myself."

"Get up!" He yells, his face turning red.

"No, you took everything from me!" I scream.

The other boys sit, and watch what was happening in front of them.

"Fine." He says, cocking the gun. But, he never pulls the trigger.

"You pansy." I say out loud, my laugh unamused.

"What did you just call me?"

"A pansy. Because, that's what you are. You have no god damn problem killing my b-brother, but have a problem with me? I hate you Liam. Burn in hell, all of you!"

Nobody speaks. Nobody breathes.

Smack.

The blow doesn't really effect me, but I gasp in surprise. I feel a rough hold on my arm, as it forces me up. We start going towards the car.

"No, you can't just leave him!" I say, frantically looking back.

Liam growls, "He belongs there with the thrash."

"No, he doesn't! Maybe you should go take his place." I spit, angrily.

Louis mumbles something that I can't hear, but I ignore him.

"Who did it?" I ask.

"What?" Niall asks, not meeting my eyes.

"Who was the one that shot him?"

They think I don't notice, but they all glance at Harry a little.

Anger rushes through me, as I glare at Harry, "You asshole!"

Before I can comprehend what I'm doing, I lunge at him. I punch him in the face, and his eyes widen in surprise. I feel arms grab me as I kick, and scratch.

"He deserved it." Harry snarls, spitting out blood.

"And, you deserve much more."

I surprise all the boys by using all my strength to kick Harry. His eyes widen as he falls to the ground in pain.

"Fucking bitch." He seethes.

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Sucky ending for this chapter :/