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Part 5: Guitar

A/N im having writers block so this chap is probably ass, also TW; mention of dr00g$ and BL00D!!

                       Part 5: Guitar

It was 11:27 PM and i had an idea, i knocked on Scott's door and asked "so i had an idea but its risky, when i still lived with my mom i had one prized possession, which was my guitar, and i didnt bring it with me when she sold me since she doesn't even know i had it, she leaves every night at 11:30 and comes back at 3:00 am and i was wondering if we could somehow get it because its the only thing i had that meant something to me"

He thinks for a second then says "it seems pretty risky but I'm open to try, why does she leave?" "Im not too sure actually, though i did go in her room once to make sure she wasnt awake, and found her passed out on the floor and there was a needle beside her... so maybe thats why she leaves?" I said sadly. "Im so sorry you had to see that kiddo, if the guitar means that much to you ill try as best as i can. You wanna go in a little bit?" He asks. Without thinking i blurt out "hell yeah!" He chuckles and says "alright I'll grab my keys, you know the way?" I reply "yep" and we hop in the car. About 35 minutes pass and we pull up, we get out of the car and go up to the door, surprisingly... its unlocked? We step inside and i go upstairs to grab my guitar, as i walk upstairs i see the door to my moms room is open, i peek inside and find something horrid... i scream "WHAT THE FUCK" and i hear Scott rushing up the stairs. He says "holy shit, you ok?" I just stand and look inside the room, and say "look..." all i see is his eyes go wide as mine do as well, we both just stand there in shock.... as we both see my mother lying in a pool of her own blood and beside her, lay a gun, knife, a small plastic bag, and 2 nails... we both were at a loss of words but he soon ushers me out of view of the door and closes it, i soullessly walk into my room and grab my guitar and a few other things, even though my mom abused me i never wanted to see her like that, i crawl into the car, put my guitar in the backseat and just curl up into a ball, i don't know what emotion this is.. it just feels empty and void-like. He runs out to the car and hops in, he sees me in the passenger seat and sees me curled up into a ball and says "hey hey its okay, i know what we just saw was absolutely horrible, thats something no one should ever have to go through I'm so sorry alyss.. when we get back you wanna watch a movie and eat some ice cream?" All i say is a small barely audible "i guess.." and he starts driving back, i start to feel tired and i guess i fall asleep on the way back.
                        
                        2 1/2 hours later
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I wake up in a corner of a room, in the middle of the room i see a figure that looks like my mom i say "mom?! Is that you?" It turns around but then i realize... thats NOT my mother. Its eyes are pitch black with no emotion, it has long black claws and starts transforming into this demonically tall supernatural being and lets out a blood curdling screech from the depths of fucking hell itself! It gets inches away from my face and is speaking in this unknown alien-like language then yells "HUSH YOU LITTLE PEST" It comes out sounding like a acid spat sentence. I start to cry hysterically and that figure walks up to me and raises its long claws to slash me but just before its claws reach my face.... i wake up.

I'm in my bed, i check the clock and its 3:17 Am. Im sweating like crazy "it was just a dream alyssa, you're fine" i tell myself i turn over and hug my blanket, i hate nightmares like that, they're always horrendously creepy, i start to feel tired again and hope to god i don't have another bad dream, or a dream at all for that matter, i lie my head down and fall asleep, what happened today is something so fucked up it'll stick with me for the rest of my life, ill never forget seeing my mom like that, at least i still have someone... i need to tell toby what happened tonight when i wake up in the morning...,

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[A/N sorry this one was kinda rushed, its early asf in the morning and i have to get up early 😅]