~First Person POV~
⚠️TW SH⚠️
"Fucking hell." JD spoke, looking into the room.
You could be heard screaming at the sight of your sister, sprawled across blood stained carpet. There laid Martha's cold, dead body.
You let out another bloody curdling scream followed by heavy sobs. You ran into the room, flinging yourself over your sisters dead body.
Looking closer you saw cuts running up her arms. You cried and cried, screaming for your sister to somehow be alive. JD checked Martha's pulse, in case there was even a hint of life, but yet there was none. JD sighed and spoke.
"Y/N...she's dead." he spoke softly. JD managed to get you off Martha's dead body, holding you in his arms while you sobbed into the boys coat. They could hear footsteps from the hall, coming closer to the room as the footsteps stop. The cruel voice of your mother spoke.
~First Person POV~
"What the hell happened to her?" she slurred, drunk of course. You were still sobbing into Jason's coat but once you heard the voice you dreaded most you stood up, anger filling your eyes. You stormed up to her, forcefully pushing her. She stumbled back towards the staircase but you continued pushing her.
"Where were you?! Martha is dead and it's your fault! How dare you, you beat us and shame us and even when your child is dead all you can say is "what the hell happened to her, and even better your drunk! You poor excuse of a mother!" You yelled, furiously, tears filling your eyes as you kept pushing. You didn't realise how close you two were to the staircase and before you could even react, you saw your mother falling.
It was like it was all happening in slow motion. Watching your mother fall, you hear her bones crack as she hits the stairs, you scream as she falls. Jason was leaning against the door frame with a sadistic smirk on his face.
"Why didn't you stop me..? Oh god what have I done." you muttered in a shaky, cold voice. Your face was still looking down on your dead 'mothers' body. JD came over. You could hear him sigh right behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist as he leaned in and said;
"She's better off dead, she would've hurt you even more." his breath hitting your neck as he spoke.
A/N
I know this is a short ass chapter it's just hard to type on this phone rn I'm going to try and get it fixed soon. Have a great day/evening/night :)
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Pain, Pleasure & Insanity a JD x Reader
Fanfiction~Cover Art not mine props to whoever did it though~ Martha Dunnstock is your sister. Unlike her you were with the Heathers and Veronica. You hated how the heathers and Veronica treated your sister (I'm sorry but Veronica is a bitch in this just fo...
