Chapter 1

~Mila's P.O.V~

It was my 19th birthday and after spending my morning sleeping in, I was officially ready to start this day.

I had just finished showering and getting dressed and was making my way towards my door when I suddenly overheard my parents fighting.

"We're not killing our daughter! Have you gone mad?!" my father yelled completely horrified.

I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, fear spiking through my veins.

What the fuck did he just say?

It's official.

I've finally gone mad.

"We have to! Don't you understand?! We have to right our wrong or we are going to go somewhere far worse than we could ever imagine!" my mother yelled, completely freaking out.

A shiver ran down my spine as I stepped closer, pressing my ear against the door.

"You think KILLING our DAUGHTER is going to fix it?! SHE'S WHY WE'RE IN THIS AND THERE'S NO GOING BACK AND YOU WILL NOT TOUCH A HAIR ON HER FUCKING HEAD!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!" My father's voice suddenly roared.

I bite my lip, my body trembling in fear.

Never had my father spoken like that in all my life... and what the hell was going on? What did they do that affected me and them so much?

"I will do what has to be done and I will go through you if necessary." my mother stated deadly calm, promising him with her very words.

I quickly stepped away from the door.

I had to get the fuck out of here.

"Try, Rose. Just fucking try it. I will you kill you just as fast. I will never choose a selfish greedy bitch like you over her. EVER." my father retorted angrily.

"So, you've laid your bed then?" my mother hisses at him.

"OUR BED HAS ALREADY BEEN MADE!! THE SECOND YOU THREW OUR SON OVER THOSE DAMN CLIFFS!" My father roared with such pain and anger it made my own heart shatter.

Then it truly hit me.

You threw our son over those damn cliffs....

What the fuck?!

Oh fuck... no... no...NO!

Ezra...

He had been real.

It was all coming together, and it felt like I was being torn apart from the inside, filled with rage, pain and sadness.

"I TOLD YOU FROM THE START I NEVER WANTED A SON! I WANTED A DAUGHTER! I HAD HER AND NOW WE MUST LAY HER TO REST TO!" my mother yelled in return.

A loud bang quickly followed, and it was enough to snap me out of my trance.

Without another thought, the emotional over thinking part of my brain, shuts down. Survival mode taking over. It's as if I'm watching my own movie as my body quickly turns away from the door and runs to the window.

I climb out as quietly as possible before stepping onto the roof. Looking down below me, all that was seen was the crashing of waves. The same waves my parents had thrown my older brother off of...the brother my parents told me was an imaginary friend.

Deep down, I had always questioned it.

Their story never seemed right and now I knew why.

I sucked in a sharp breath, considering my options.

Could I even get away? It seemed either way down resulted in death to the ocean or broken bones and my mother getting me on the ground.

At least you have a choice...

"Mila?!" I heard my mother yell from inside my room, pulling me away from my thoughts.

It was now or never.

So, without a second thought, I sucked in a sharp breath.

Dear Gods,

Please forgive me and let me rest in peace, reunite me with my dear brother.

These were my last thoughts before I jumped.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, tears of pain, sadness, fear and angry pouring down my cheeks.

For the first few moments, it was peace, as if I were flying.

Yet as fast as it came, it left as my body began to quickly descend, falling to its death.

Pain soared through me as my body crashed into the harsh waters.

A sharp burning sensation covered my skin before a sharp painful thud hit my head and I let my eyes open for a moment, they burned at the feeling of the water but after a moment all I could see was blood trailing from my head and the deep darkness of the water as it took me further down under.

The cold water was numbing my skin, my lungs burned with the need for air, but I did the best to relax my body.

Shutting my eyes once more, I let the feeling of pain overcome me, pulling me into darkness.

I watched as my life flashed before my eyes, the loving parents I once had, the friends, flings, lovers, the parties, my first ever experiences, all my happiest memories, even the ones I shared with Ezra as a child.

As my memories begin to blur, a bright light blinds my vision and all that can be heard is the whisper of one single word before all is black.

"Minnie"