Purple hyacinth
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- Sorrow, I'm sorry please forgive me -
Jennie Watts - she was what people called perfect. Perfect grades, perfect family, perfect life but there is a saying never judge a book by its cover. Jenn...
TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ - Attempt of Rape - Murder and Blood - Weapons ——————————————————————
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AGE FIFTEEN TURNING SIXTEEN YEAR TEN - SOPHOMORE
I scream, as the window in my room shatters into pieces. The loud sound of a gun shot goes off, followed by light scream coming from outside my room.
Rebecca grabs my arm and pulls me onto the floor.
More gun shots go off making me flinch every time.
Tears fill my eyes as I shake in fear.
"It's gonna be okay." Rebecca says trying to calm me down.
Unlike me, Rebecca didn't seem frightened. She had this blank expression on her face, the warmth that was in her eyes darken, her eyes cold and distant.
"Rebecca." I whisper.
"We need to leave now." She says, lifting up her long skirt.
I gasp seeing the bruises and cuts on her legs, I now those types of bruises and cuts better than most people since I have the same problem.
I just hide it better than most people.
Rebecca grabs her gun and a dagger that she attached to her thigh.
"Rebecca." I whisper, why does she have a gun and a dagger?
What's going on?
Rebecca hands me a dagger which I take with a shaky hand.
"Listen to me Jennie." Rebecca says making me look up at her and not my hand that possesses a dagger.
My vision blurry from the tears, I flinch as a gut wrenching scream gets heard not far from my room.
"We need to get out of here immediately. Stay with me I'll not leave you behind. If anything happens use the dagger kill them before they kill you."
"What's going on?" I whisper.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling I might."
Rebecca grabs her gun and clicks some type of safety button off.
She grabs my hand and lifts me up. I clutch the dagger tightly in my hand not wanting to let go.
Rebecca goes to my door, "be as quiet as possible." Rebecca whippers, holding my hand tightly.
I was still shaking, i was confused and scared I just wanted this to be over.
