Dead Fighter

6. God Hates Me!!!!!

*This is a very sad day for Rens. This may be a short chapter and the flashback might be the most you will get from this day*

Flashback/POV (part 1)

Thanksgiving 2012 was the most day we had. The date of it was November 22nd. It was Thursday because all Thanksgiving is Thursdays. My Aunt Ira and her boyfriend/fiance Tennyson was hosting dinner while my Maw was staying with them because my Maw already lived with us so we was bringing her back home but she was sick not feeling good and throwing up. We ate dinner and I have always been Maw's little girl so Maw needed to come back downstairs and she couldn't so we both sat on the stairs and slid down them so she could get down. I did it with her holding her hand and we did it together. I always helped take care of her and I was never bothered by her. She was my best fucking friend. One that no one could replace.

End of Flashback/POV

I slept most of my day away to avoid me actually breaking down in tears. I haven't cried in 5 days. I said no more crying yet it's November and this month has been the fucking worst within 10 years. My father bothered me to fucking take care of Briony and Khoren, who aren't mine.

I came back home and I went back to sleep. I would make TikToks or read if I was awake and play with my puppy or cuddle him but he was my comfort. I text Bre whenever she messaged me but sometimes she is busy with Eli so yeah.

Up to this day I wonder why Maw got sick. I wanted to fucking know if I could've helped her or stopped her from getting sick. I can't remember if she made me make a promise to her or not but I stayed with her all day at Aunt Ira's and she sleep or read and I watched TV and made sure the trash can was there when she needed it. I should've been more worried but at the same time, I was only 9 years old.