The Factors

~Chapter 2~(Ashlee's POV)

I waited for my mom to pick me up after detention was over. I had called her after it was done, basically the whole 1:27 minute conversation was her swearing and saying how this would cost her. As I was waiting I texted Chris, saying how excited I was for the movie tonight. I was hoping for some "action". Of course I didn't say that, he would think of me being "too sexual". He was one of those shy boyfriends. I finally see my mom pulling up to the curb.

"Ashlee Cunning, this is unacceptable!" my mom, Lillian said.

She pulled her stringy blonde hair out of her flawless bun and strapped the hair tie to her wrist.

"Sorry," I mutter, clicking the belt into place.

"Just know I lost a lot of damn money taking off the rest of the day to pick you up," Lillian said.

We rode the rest of the way to my house in silence. My mom, Lillian, is pretty young, 32, to have a sixteen year old daughter. She got her job, a full-time lawyer , when my dad I never met died. She says that he was killed in a car accident a couple days after I was born. She won't tell me anything else, but I feel there's more to it. I suddenly awaken from thought as my mom pulls into the driveway of my house. Well, not really a "normal" house. It was a bit larger than other houses in the town, therefore, I call it a mini-mansion. I unlatch my seat belt and my phone suddenly dinged. It's from a Megan, but before I get a chance to read it, my phone is snatched from my grasp.

"Mom!?" I shriek. "I have a movie with Megan, G, and Chris tonight!" Lillian just shrugs and puts my phone in her pocket.

"Ughhhhh!" I groan. I stomp into my room and purposely slam the door to make a point to my mom that I was really angry. Getting bored, I decide to choose my outfit for tonight. I open my walk-in closet and pull out two dresses. One is lacy pink one with a diamond-shaped hole in the back, (which will go great with my pink converse). My second option is a black dress with a two inch line around the bottom of the dress covered in printed roses. After awhile, I choose the second option ( because Chris gave me it for my birthday) and pick out floral vans to go with it. It was 5 o'clock now, the movie starting at 8, so I had plenty of time to get ready. I spend what feels like forever watching Kian Lawley, laughing my head off every video. Eventually, my laptop dies, so I go to the bathroom to do my hair. I turn the switch upward and light fills the gigantic bathroom. I look around for my curling iron- realizing my mom took it this morning to use it. I sigh and go up to my mom's door. I knock; but know answer is given to me. I knock twice this time but the same results happen again.

Maybe she's taking a shower, I think, but I know that can't be true because the water isn't running. Before I decide to open it, I hear a huge THUD! escaping from the room. I slowly turn the door knob and push the door forward. And all I see is my mom on the floor, blood escaping from her neck, and two black-covered men standing above her. And I then all I see is black covering my bright world.

A/N:

I'm soooooooooooooo sorry i havent updated school is taking over my life.