AN// this chapter was really fun to make. my friend @xlla10 gave me three words that i had to use in this chapter, Brick, Blanket and Closet. Also big thanks to her for inspiring me to make this book. I started creating it when we both got covid in the same week and we read Tom Holland Smut on Zoom together, what a friendship 🤣, Love you Shelly😘
- Vall 💞
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amelaihs pov-
matt got out of jail, a few days after we went into the station. thank god. the only reason he got released was, because my dad died so my fathers not able to go to jail for what he did to me. basically this is how i found out...
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matt was still in jail. i was snuggling in his fluffy blue blanket trying not to cry cause i missed him so much. then my phone went off.
new notification from +043989563, UNKOWN NUMBER, click here to open 🟩
who's this? i thought.
💬-
+043989563
UNKOWN- This is the Somerville Sheriff Department, please text YES if you have any relevancy to the Matthew Sturniolo, Ameliah Johnson-Sturniolo and Paul Johnson case.
mellywelly 💞- YES
UNKOWN- Thank you. please call- +043989563 for more information.
i clicked on the number, thinking it was just an update on when we have to go into court. but no.
📞-
SHERIFF DANCER- hello, am i speaking with Mrs Ameliah Johnson-Sturniolo?
AMEALIAH- yes, sheriff dancer is that you?
SHERIFF DANCER- in fact so, i have some news for you but i am legally required to tell you in person do you mind coming into the station?
AMELIAH- of course, be there in 10.
oh. my. fuck.
i flustered around my room grabbing my puffer and shoes from my closet, shoving socks on, brushing my hair and putting on mascara (i looked like a naked mole rat) all while trying to call an uber.
the driver pulled up 5 minutes later and i hopped in.
"where do you need to go?"
"Somerville Sheriffs Station please,"
the trip only took a few minutes, but it felt like hours.
"we are here,"
"thankyou!"
i practically jumped out of the car and run into the station. as i opened the door, i saw matt. leaning against the brick walls of the station. staring at me with tears in his eyes, although his tears don't look happy, at all. i run and bear hug him. spinning me around my face buried into his chilly neck.
"matty," i whisper
"melly," he says as he puts me down.
we are both crying at this point, but i really dont know why he doesnt look happy.
"matt, are you okay?"
"melly....,"
"matt? whatever you have to say im listening,"
"i-i-i cant..," i could see the sheriff watching us. she started walking over and said,
"Ameliah, your father, is-is dead,"
a wave of shock flew over my body as i fell to the ground, matt catching my weight so i didnt hurt myself. he cradled me as tears poured down my face.
"no, no, no, no!" i yelled as i started balling my eyes out, smearing mascara all down my red cheeks. i cant believe he's dead. like completely gone.
yeah i hated him, but he didn't deserve to die.
matt picked me up and placed me on a chair. i was still crying, but he needed to talk to the sheriff without me.
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