I charged at my mother, my jaw clenched with determination as I sliced her arm with the knife.
There was a glint of pain in her eye, but it was quickly replaced with a look of amusement.
"Cute." She said as I pulled the knife back, my hand shaking.
"I thought you would have a little remorse since you're pregnant with your own little girl." She said with a laugh.
"I didn't think you would ever attempt to hurt your own mother. I guess I fucked up with you though." She hummed as my eyes stung with tears.
"Maybe after we're gone with you, we'll cut your baby out and I can take care of it. God knows, I'd do a better job." She hummed as I clenched my jaw, turning starting to charge at her.
"Fuck you!" I gasped as an arm wrapped around my waist, yanking me back from my mother. I felt every single square inch of my body erupt in anger.
I was okay with her ruining my life and even torturing me, I couldn't explain how angry it made me for him to talk about my kid like that.
She did more than fucked me up and fucked up my life.
She fucked up my brothers and sisters lives and knowing that she and my father had the full intention to make them join the gang pissed me off.
She and my father had no regard for our safety and I had to fight for my siblings now.
If I let these people kill me, then they were going to be forced into the life I was forced into.
I couldn't let that happen.
I groaned and wound my elbow back, hitting Gold who was holding onto me tightly.
By doing this he weakened his grip slightly, giving me the opportunity to go limp, slipping out of his embrace enough to get my footing and turn around.
Unfortunately I didn't do this fast enough because he was bringing his gun to my forehead.
"Haven't you ever heard to not bring a knife to a gun fight?" Gold asked and cocked his head to the side, cocking the gun that was resting on my forehead.
The look in his eye reminded me of my father, causing my eyes to water.
There was determinedness that I have seen so many times before that I was starting to believe I didn't deserve to be alive.
My mother and father were now on a mission to kill me, bringing along all of these other people with them.
I wanted so desperately to fight back in this moment but I didn't care enough. Colby had already turned on me because my mom made me lie to him.
They promised his safety if I did and I would do anything for that. He hated me for it but all I wanted was for him to be safe.
Knowing he hated me made me want to give up though.
It wasn't until I felt a little kick in my belly. A kick coming from the daughter that I already loved so much.
Even if I had no hope for myself, I had to fight for my daughter.
I clenched my jaw and swung my knife, plunging it into his neck. I had no remorse as I pulled the knife out, only to plunge it back in.
After I pulled the knife out a second time he fell to the ground, blood trickling everywhere. "You bitch." Mom said as with a laugh and shook her head.
"I'll kill you, too." I whispered as she took a step back. "I don't think so." She said then looked at the men that have been waiting patiently.
"Get her." Mom snapped causing them to start to make their way towards me. "Fuck." I whispered then crouched down, grabbing the gun that was just against my head a minute ago.
