Stanley Cup Chase Turns Fatal

Started off in hockey locker room. My bro is on the team. Were playing the Vancouver Canucks in the Stanley cup finals in Vancouver. We play them and someone from their team dies from a clean hit from someone on my team(can\'t remember). We go out to dinner with family to celebrate win. Some canucks are there and watching us from afar. We go to leave and they follow us out. Me and my bro split from our parents(in 2 diff cars) knowing they\'re going to follow us, not our fam. Get into this chase with them, driving through a place that looks like Japan. Next thing I know were at a gas station and we see more Canucks there. We lay low and kinda try to hide. One sees us and starts shooting at us. We run for the truck(green pathfinder) ande I start it. Yelling to James \"get in the fucking car!\". \"re you in yet?\" I yell to him as I already start driving away. He goes \"no\" but I know he\'s just being a dick and is in the car. I yell back to him \"what the fuck are were yaou doing.\" about him taking so long. No response. I\'m driving as fast as the pathfinder will go(80-90) to try to get away from these Canucks. I ask yell to him again. No response. I can\'t turn around because I\'m driving fast and trying to lose these guys. But then it hits me..\"JAMES! FUCKING ANSWER ME!\". No response. I turn around and his lifeless body is slouched across the backseat with blood all over his chest. I hold it together for another minute as I turn down a weird ally in this japan lookalike place. Then I breakdown because my brother is dead and it feels like my fault. Some how my parents know where I am and find me and we all cry together. End. Note: some things left out due to me not knowing how they played into the story or how to write & connect them. Like me walking through this japanese mall/hotel barely able to stand and everyone looking at me like I was possessed. And how I drove the truck into the japanese mall/hotel and landed on top of an elevator.