She felt helpless like nothing was in her hands. 

All she could do was stare at her hands remember flashes of losing people who made her life worth it, of losing her youngest sibling's custody battle.

"Dad! Come on, you can't just give up on me." Alina pleaded shaking her head and then shook her father's body, his blood staining her all over "FUCKING HELL DAD! COME ON."

"Mom? Mom wake up, please" Nico's eyes watered as he watched his twin beg their mother to wake up. "P-please mom"

"DAD! STOP BEING A LOSER! SUCK IT UP AND COME BACK WE STILL NEED YOU, COME ON!"

"C-c'mon dad, we are sorry for causing trouble, just come back!" Dustin said tears flooding his eyes shaking his head "Ope-open your eyes, please mom"

"WAKE UP"

"Please" Sobs finally left them, while four kids just watched horrified at the sight of their parents, and siblings, sobbing from an another ago "P-please."

Seven siblings died that day.

8 people died that day.

Died side by side, fighting, for each other, for their children, for their family.
Died because of a broken unforgivable man.
Died with the loves of their lives. Died in front of the two of their eldest.
Died being who they were.

Died being family.

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Alina stared at the floor, her face void of any emotion, she lost her.

She lost their youngest in a custody battle today, she never thought that would happen ever.

Suddenly their family was even emptier than ever and she didn't know what part of her life she was hurting over so much over that she was numb. Emotionless.

"We're mafia Alina" A defiant voice spoke up "You're mafia, get her back"

"I can't"

"What do you mean you can't?"

"Exactly what it sounds like" Alina admitted feeling powerless.

She hated that.

She hated feeling powerless.

She hated that she had to grow up all of a sudden.

She hated that they weren't alive.

She hated that Aurora wasn't here with them.

She hated the world.