A little thing called love

C h a p t e r 19

His hand round my mother's mouth, stopping her from breathing, she screams while tears roll down her face, he laughs at her before he pulls the plug. The long bleep fills the silent hospital, the nurses come rushing in but there's nothing they can do, she's gone; forever.

I wake up, my body shaking, my breathing uncontrollable, my hands are clammy.

It was only a dream, but a horrible one.

I sit up, slowly rocking back and fourth, I hate it. I can't take thus shit anymore, but I have to be strong, for Drew.

It's now 6am. I've been sitting here for 4 hours. My eyes are sore and are all blood shot.

I decide to go and visit my mum's grave. I know it's not a good idea because of the state I'm in but I don't care. I slip into my joggers and hoodie and I write Drew a note telling him where I'm going.

I walk out the door and walk down. It's only a 10 minute walk to the graveyard.

I get there and I go the the middle of the graveyard because that's where my mum's grave is.

I arrive at my mum's grave and see the worst thing that could happen.

"WHYYY" I cry.

"WHY WHY WHYY"

I claw at my face and drop to the ground.

"NOTHING EVER GOES RIGHT" I scream, there's no one else here.

My mum's grave has been wrecked. The flowers pots have been smashed, the flowers have been pulled apart and even the fucking gravestone has been tipped over.

There's black writing on the side of the gravestone, it reads:
"It's like a massive weight has been taken off my shoulders now that you're dead, rest in he'll you cancerous bitch"

I scream. I punch the ground multiple times. It was him. My dad.

I slowly get up and out of the corner of my eye, I see someone standing by the bushes, watching me.

I wipe the tears from my eyes and see that they're coming towards me.

I start walking away but they pick up their pace.

I start running and they do too.

I look behind me and it's my dad.

Oh no.

He starts catching up and then that's when I fall.

I hear his footsteps behind me.
I suddenly feel his warm breath on the back of my neck.

"Not so lucky this time, are you baby girl?"

"Get the fuck off me"

"What did you just say to me?!"

He grabs my hair and tanks my head up.

"GET THE FUCK OFF HER" A familiar voice shouts.

The tears roll down my cheek.

Drew runs ove and pushes my dad off of me and my dad falls to the floor.

Drew grabs me by my hand and we run, not daring to look back.

"THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING, YOU'RE NOT SAFE"

My dad shouts behind us.

What could he possibly mean?

*A/N*

Oooh cliffhanger ;)

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