Mollie's PoV
Once David's parents had paid off the bills (it took a lot of convincing), the hospital brought me a wheelchair. It was a simple black and red one, with those big wheels that you can use to move. The nurse helped me get into it and pushed me around for a while, trying to teach me how to use it. Once I got the hang of it, the nurse allowed me to roam around the hospital alone, as long as I stayed on the second floor.
Father went mad, so mad that he started beating Mother. One night, she called the police. They took him away. After that night I never saw him again.
-----------------5 YEARS LATER---------------
David and I started dating. We're now in our final year of high-school. We both have plans to go to college and after that, get married. David has gone a little too far as to the point where he has names for all our kids.
I've also gotten used to my wheelchair. It's now like another limb or organ of mine.
In case you're wondering what happened to John and Rose, they left the school and were never found. But that's another story for another time.
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A Completely New Life
AléatoireDon't. That's the word I hear every morning from my father. No. That's the word I tell myself every time I think David likes me. Ow. That's what I say when Father beats me. It only makes life worse.
