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Chapter 6
Alex’s POV
It’s been three of the most miserable days of my entire existing.Three days since our world was turned upside down by a single damn bullet, that took our light and left us all drowning in the darkness. The darkness of denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.Those were the known five stages of grief, I’ve read about it somewhere before and it got stuck in my head. It got stuck because I thought it was complete bullshit. When someone close to you dies you only feel one thing, anger.But turns out I was wrong, not entirely, but still wrong.Each of us was feeling one thing, yes, but each one of us was feeling a different stage of grieving.My mom was in denial. She was trying to deceive what she saw with her own eyes, believing that he was recovering in the hospital, that he was still alive and coming back to his home soon. She locked herself in their room for the past two days, not allowing anyone toRelated chapters
On The Border Chapter 7
Alex’s POV“To my loved ones:I’m deeply sorry for leaving you like this. My heart breaks just writing this letter and imagining you all gathered around to hear it. But please, grieve no more, as it will only make me more heartbroken over seeing you like this, where ever I end up after my death, I want you all to know that I will be with you with every passing second, even though you cannot sense me or hear me. So I don’t want to see you sad and broken for my death. I want you to stand strong and believe with every fiber of your beings that I am and will always be with you. I am not going anywhere because I’m already in your hearts and souls.I’m writing this letter not only to my family, but to the new leader of the Snow clan.As the former leader of my clan, it is my duty and obligation to appoint another one to come after me in case of my unexpected death. It is my decision and mine alone.As the new leader, I
On The Border Chapter 8
Alex’s POVThe sound of gunshots kept coming from across the town, but surprisingly, they never got closer to us. The SPD was probably blocking the roads leading to our house.I was pacing back and forth in utter rage, waiting for the rest of the family to join us in the living room before hearing what my maniac brother had done.I was barely holding myself from shoving him into a corner and beating the shit out of him.I was never as angry as I was right this moment.As Lucas, uncle Stefan, David, and Erik, stood in the room looking between me and Jacob in confusion, I said in a scathing tone “Explain to us why you went rogue and all fucking John Wick on us to kill Patrick Walker on your own, Jacob!”“Wait, what? You killed him?” Uncle Stefan asks in bewilderment.Jacob; who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed like he didn’t just ignite the slow match to war, said in a calm voice &ld
On The Border Chapter 9
Alex’s POVI was standing in front of the window in the guest living room; where any guest coming here would meet with my father to discuss all matters related to town, it was a huge room filled with long black leather couches. It had two entrances, one from inside the house, and a separate entrance through an outer staircase from the front yard.My hands were clenched in fists behind my back, my mind running at a blinding speed trying to find a solution that would stop both families from killing each other, without wasting a single innocent life.I had just received a text message confirming that my uncle and Jacob crossed into Canadian territory without any complications. At least that problem was taken care of, for now.The gunshots have also stopped firing a while ago. Instead of comforting me, it brought a ton weight of worry inside me.There was a saying that popped into my head just now, that really described this unfortunate situation
On The Border Chapter 10
Alex’s POV “I delivered your message to Jack. I have to tell you, he looked scared and didn’t speak for a long time after I finished, I was half expecting him to back off and accept the peace offering, but then his son Simon spoke for him. He said you’ve got two options, you either serve up his uncle’s murderer to the walkers to be killed, or everyone is fair game. His father didn’t intervene. It looked to me like he doesn’t have that much control over his own men, it’s his son calling the shots. By the way, they have no clue who killed Patrick, I’m certain of that” I close my eyes in frustration for not receiving the news I wanted. “Sheriff, I need you to pull back your men and prevent them from going anywhere near the town. I don’t want them getting caught in the cross fire. We need to handle this between us” “Alex, I don’t like this. We are supposed to maintain the peace, it’s our duty to this town” said the sheriff warily. “I know, but tha
On The Border Chapter 11
Alex’s POVNight has befallen as I paced back and forth in my room.Nothing significant happened after we took care of the injured and transferred the dead to the hospital morgue.The town was in complete lockdown with my men patrolling through the town. Preventing anyone from walking the streets or allowing the Walkers; the ones who miraculously survived being shot or killed, from initiating another confrontation.We were in a temporary sort of truce. Not that the other clan had much of a choice as we crippled most of their men.My blood was boiling as the moment that worthless piece of shit Simon tried to shoot me in the back, kept repeating in my head.I cursed myself a thousand times for not ending his wretched life on the spot.He should be dead for attempting to kill me so cowardly like that, but the only thing that was on my mind at that instance was to save my brother, I couldn’t think clearly.My mom was ab
On The Border Chapter 12
Jenny’s POVCould my life get any better than this?Yes it can.My father was finally dead. No longer able to hurt us anymore. No longer controlling every breath that we take. No longer keeping us prisoners in this depressing town.My life is just about to get so much better after my mom and I escape to live with my aunt in Canada.Our plan was set, we were just waiting for the town to open up again and for the people to come to a peaceful understanding.Our passports were ready, we just needed to book a flight to Toronto where my aunt lives.She was so thrilled when I told her what came of my father and that we were coming to live with her soon.I still remember the day me and my mom sneaked out of town; behind my father’s back, to Fairbanks to issue our passports, about a year ago.It couldn’t have been done without the help of my only friend in this town, Megan.Megan wasn’t a walker nor
On The Border Chapter 13
Jenny’s POVI was laying on my bed, watching a Turkish series I saw on Netflix on my phone when we were locked for three days before my father died. And I became addicted to it. They had different kinds of drama than the Americans. And their language really sounded so appealing, I even picked up a few words. What really lured me into Turkish series was the depth of love they showed in their emotions. Not just between a man and a woman, but between family too. They had very strong attachments and loyalty to each other. Something I would never know as I was only loyal to my mother, out of the whole family.I was hooked into one of the episodes, when a knock on our front door caused me to panic all of a sudden, I don’t know why, but a guest this late at night cannot come bearing good news.I paused the episode and walked towards my room door.“Call Jennifer into the living room, I want to speak with her” I heard my uncle’s
On The Border Chapter 14
Jenny’s POVMy own shot at happiness just got replaced by a life time of more suffering and pain.It was nothing new really. The only thing that will be new is the man who will take over from my father and uncle, and become the new master of my misery.Alex Snow.That man will make my life a living hell. Especially after my father’s betrayal and his hand in getting Isaac Snow killed.He will take out all his anger and rage on me.My death wish will probably be granted sooner rather than later.I collapse on the floor and break into hard long sobs.My mom goes to my bathroom, takes a clean towel, and kneels down next to me to stop the bleeding from the deep knife cut on my collarbone.As she presses lightly, I sob louder, my pain mixing with my torment.She cries along with me but doesn’t say anything to calm me down.She lets me cry for a long time as she works on my wound.At some
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