She's freezing...My hands trembled as I removed a strand of hair off my mother's face. My tears fell and slowly slid off her face, is her soul at peace now? What about me? I'm not at peace! She promised she wouldn't leave me!
"Mom!" I screamed, my grip tighten on her arms.
"You said you wouldn't leave me!"
"Shut the fuck up!" My drunk father appeared behind me yelling. He threw his beer bottle across the room and yanked me from my mother's corpse.
"Can't you see the bitch is dead?!" A hard smack was brought upon my cheek, I fell back hitting my head on the wall. Blood began rushing out my nose as I held my throbbing head crying. He wobbly walked over to the kitchen table and sat down.
"She sure was a true beauty, even before her pregnancies." His eyes drifted down to Mother.
"I should have killed you when I had the chance." He laughed.
"But overall you did inherit her beauty...Her long blonde hair, her fragile small body and those fucking bright green eyes."
"I loved Ella so much."
"Shut up!" I screech, banging my hands on the floor.
"You never loved her! You killed her!” His eyes darkened.
"You made our life a living hell!" I pulled my sleeves up to reveal my bruises, "These were made by you!"
"Shut the fuck up Clove." He slammed his hand on the table, I flinched.
"Why don't you end it?" He reached down to pick up a pill that ended Mother's life. "This family can come to an end, we'll be set free!" A huge smile grew across his face. He stood up and slowly walked towards me.
"S-Stay away!" I shrieked, holding my head tightly. He grabbed my hair and brought my face up to his.
"We'll end it here and now." His pupils dilated as he shoved the pill down my throat. He released his grip and my body fell forcefully on to the floor.
"That wasn't your decision!" I grabbed my neck frightened. He walked back over to the kitchen table to grab the family gun.
"We should go to heaven, daughter." He kissed his gun before placing it below his jaw. My eyes widened, he's going to kill himself. I struggled to stand, but I tumbled down...The pill must be working already.
"Dad, don't do it!" I cried, extending my frail hand out to him.
"I did once enjoyed being your father, Clover." He whispered, tears slowly began to slip out his brown eyes.
"I'm sorry." He shared a last glance with me before pulling the trigger. Tears spilled out my eyes as I viewed my deceased mother and my unrecognizable father lying on the ground.
Why did it have to be me? Why couldn't it be someone else? My eyelids slowly began to feel heavy, maybe this life wasn't made out to mine? Dad should had killed me when he had the chance. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted away into the darkness...
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