All Chapters of GPS to Home, or to My Death?: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

I died on Thanksgiving.As my soul left my body and drifted back home, I finally understood why my older sister, Aubrey Cochran, had insisted on taking me on a trip.As it turned out, her biological younger brother, Brent Cochran, wanted to spend some family time without me.The Cochrans sat around the dinner table, laughing and enjoying themselves, and Brent was the happiest of them all."With Gary gone, even the food tastes better!"Mom and Dad looked uncomfortable, while Aubrey frowned slightly."Why do you dislike Gary so much?" she asked. "He's always been good to you, and he's always been well-behaved."A flash of irritation crossed Brent's eyes. "I just don't like him, okay?" he shot back, raising an eyebrow. "Why does there have to be a reason?"Aubrey fell silent.Ever since Brent had been found and brought back to the family, he'd been diagnosed with depression. At home, everyone treated him like royalty. His word was law. If even the slightest thing upset him, he'd

Chapter 2

What Aubrey had forgotten was that I was 22 now. I was no longer that eight-year-old kid. I knew how to use electronic devices, and I knew how to use GPS.So even without the watch, my soul could find its way back home without any trouble.The reason I hadn't come back—and had instead foolishly gone to the altered location she set—was because I understood that I was unwanted in this family.Aubrey had always been a terrible actress. When I got lost as a child and was finally found, her expression had been icy as she'd scolded me. But her voice had been filled with worry and concern.This time was no different.Two days earlier, I'd asked her what was so fun about this small mountain village and why we weren't heading home when Thanksgiving was right around the corner.She smiled at me, but her eyes were filled with guilt. "There's no rush to get home. I finally carved out some time to spend with you. Let's enjoy ourselves here for a couple more days."I'd sensed something was of

Chapter 3

"Maybe he just turned off the watch himself," Brent quipped as he grabbed Aubrey in a tight hold. "Why are you so worried? You can't leave. It's Thanksgiving. You promised you'd spend it with me."Aubrey sighed and patted him on the head. "I'll just go take a look. As long as he's safe, I'll come right back.""I'll send someone to check on him," Brent insisted, refusing to back down. "You have to stay home with me today!"Aubrey frowned and opened her mouth to speak, but Brent suddenly grabbed the fruit knife off the table and pressed it against his neck."If you dare take one step out that door today, I'll kill myself right in front of you!"Mom and Dad screamed in panic. Equally alarmed, Aubrey quickly raised her hands and tried to calm him down."Okay, okay! I won't go. Just put the knife down first!"A flash of smug satisfaction crossed Brent's eyes as he tossed the knife aside."You just want to check in on him. It's not like you have to do it yourself," he said. "Don't wo

Chapter 4

Just like that, Brent stopped making a scene for the next few days following Thanksgiving.Our parents were happy. Whenever my name came up in conversation, they'd usually say something like, "If we'd known Brent would return to normal the moment Gary left, we would've sent him away sooner."Aubrey was the only person in the entire family who still worried about me. She frequently texted me, asking if I'd eaten, slept, or if I was having fun."I" always replied coldly, rarely exceeding three words. But Aubrey assumed that I was simply having too much fun to text, so she didn't think too much of it.This continued right up to a few days before Christmas, when Brent threw out everything that belonged to me and turned my room into one for a dog.When Aubrey got home from work, she walked in just in time to see workers dismantling my bed and mounting dog toys onto the walls. Her face darkened."Who told you to do this?" she asked, her voice icy.The workers jumped at her voice."I

Chapter 5

After that day, Aubrey absolutely spoiled Brent to no end.She thought the room Brent designed for the dog didn't look good, so she redrew the plans herself and personally oversaw the renovation.If she spotted any of my belongings in the house, her expression would immediately darken, and she'd order the housekeeper to throw them out.Our parents assumed that she'd just been speaking in anger before, but to their surprise, she still never mentioned me even once, even with Christmas fast approaching.Only I knew that Aubrey had been deeply hurt by those two messages. She was angry.Regardless, the atmosphere at home got better with each passing day. Brent stopped throwing his fits, and, aside from being a little short-tempered, he no longer threatened suicide.On Christmas Eve, the whole family gathered to make dinner together. Aubrey specifically cut some lasagna sheets into heart shapes and told everyone that that section of the lasagna was for Brent.Brent beamed with happine

Chapter 6

Aubrey shot up from the couch. Her fingers trembled as she zoomed in on the photo again and again, her face growing paler by the second.Our parents and Brent looked over in confusion. "What's wrong?"But Aubrey didn't have time to answer them. She just stared intently at her phone, found my number, and dialed it."The number you have dialed is not in service…"Refusing to believe it, she called again and again.Finally sensing something was wrong, Mom walked over."It's Christmas, for crying out loud," she said, frowning. "What is going on with you?"In a panic, Aubrey showed Mom the photo, her voice sounding high-pitched from anxiety. "I got a news notification earlier. This male corpse… I think it looks a lot like Gary."Brent's expression instantly stiffened at her words.Meanwhile, Mom had already taken the phone and was staring at the image. A month had already passed, so half of my face had already decomposed.Mom had only taken one glance before letting out a terrifie

Chapter 7

Dad's vision went dark, and he nearly keeled over.When it came to me—their non-biological son—they couldn't really find much fault. I'd always been obedient and responsible since I was little. Other than having a terrible sense of direction, I'd really never given them much to worry about.Even when Brent returned to the family, I had calmly accepted the fact that I wasn't their biological son.Back then, Brent had cried and demanded that they kick me out, and our parents had originally intended to do just that. But when they turned and saw me standing behind them, looking at them with red-rimmed eyes, they no longer had the heart to go through with it."Gary," they had said. "Don't upset Brent. As long as you behave, you'll always have a place in this family."And so I listened. From that day on, I never cried or complained. I spent most of my time in my small bedroom and actively steered clear of Brent whenever I saw him. Even when he went out of his way to pick on me, I never

Chapter 8

Aubrey couldn't make sense of what was going on right away, but the police, having solved cases for years, naturally wouldn't overlook such glaring clues.Brent had looked incredibly uneasy from the beginning, and now he could barely sit still. Panicking, he jumped to his feet and started heading for the door."I-I should go check on Mom."When the two officers realized he was trying to flee, they immediately pinned him down. And within moments, they fished my phone out of his pocket.In that instant, Aubrey's composure completely shattered."You… You actually…"On the other side of the room, Dad broke down as well. "It was you? Brent, do you know that you're breaking the law? How did I end up with a son like you?""I didn't do it! I didn't kill him! I only told my assistant to bury him! I was being kind!"At this point, Brent could only keep making excuses."If I hadn't had someone bury his body, how would those villagers have found him? A wolf might have eaten his body first

Chapter 9

My body was cremated, and my ashes were placed in a small, exquisitely crafted urn.Aubrey buried me in the family cemetery and lit many candles for me."I'm sorry, Gary. I should've gone to see you sooner. No… I shouldn't have sent you away in the first place."She kneeled in front of my headstone, tears streaming down her face as she spoke."I originally just wanted you to stay somewhere else for a couple of days and bring you back after Christmas. Who would've thought… This is all my fault! I'm a terrible sister!"As she spoke, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped herself across the face. Her eyes were filled with nothing but remorse and self-blame."I even changed the location settings on your watch. If it weren't for me, you never would've gone into those woods, and you naturally wouldn't have died. Why were you so foolish? Why did you actually go there?"Gradually, her words became less coherent.Over the past few days, she'd endured my death and Brent's imprisonment

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