(5) The Truth about Death

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This whole chapter will be Amy's p.o.v

Amy p.o.v

"AMEILA ROSE!" My mother screamed as I walked into the door. Oh crap, I'm screwed!

"Yes mother?" I asked softly.

"CAN YOU TELL ME WHY THE SCHOOL CALLED ME, AND SAID YOU GOT INTO A FIGHT TODAY?!?" She screamed. I glanced nervously at her, but stayed silent, trying to come up with an excuse. My mother marched up to me and slapped me across the face so hard, I fell. A squeak of pain came from my lips.

"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!!!" My mother yelled with all her fury. I knew she would be mad, but not this mad. You idiot! She acts like this all the time! After dad died, well, mom lost it. She became abusive.

"They attacked me first." I whispered, looking down. My mother grabbed my wrist and squeezed tightly, digging her fingernails into my skin.

"SPEAK UP!" She hollered.

"It was self defence." I said trying not to make my voice too high so that mom didn't think I was yelling at HER.

She shoved me out of the way, and walked out of the house, slamming the door. Probably going get drunk, come back and beat me like always. I sighed. Looking down I noticed that my wrist was bleeding where mom had dug her fingernails into my skin. I went into the bathroom to do something about the scratches.

----later----

I sat on the couch, eating what was left of last night's popcorn. Suddenly my phone rang. I looked at it. The time said 1:24 A.M. and the caller ID was mom. Hmm wonder why she's calling me? I hit the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Are you Amy Rose?"

"Yes, who are you and why are you calling me on my mother's phone?" I asked worried.

"Im a ambulance nurse and your mother got into a car crash."

"WHAT?! Is she ok?!"

"Miss, we are trying our best but, she's probably not gonna make it. Just meet us at Emerald hospital, ok?"

"Y-yeah." I stuttered as I hung up. Mom had the car, that leaves me with one other choice, I ran up to my room and quickly changed into my riding clothes. As I slipped my black leather jacket on I searched the pockets for my keys. I felt something cold and metal slip into my hands. Finally found them! I ran downstairs and into the garage. I ran up to the black lump and ripped the tarp off. There stood my dad's black and dark blue Harley Davidson. I slipped on the sleek pink and black helmet on. A sly smile tugged at my lips. Finally I get to ride this! I hopped on it, put the key in, and turned it. A loud rumble erupted from the engine. I backed out of the garage and sped down the rode towards the hospital.

I ran into the emergency room. Checking all the rooms I finally found her. She lay on a bed covered in bandages. A breathing machine was hooked up to her. Her heart monitor was going way to slow. Suddenly my mother heaved up then when she hit the bed, it flat lined.

"No!" I screamed at her lifeless body. A nurse pushed me out of the room. I fought, kicking and screaming. They made me sit down in the lobby. I kept whispering mom between sobs. I stayed like that for almost an hour. Then I fell asleep.

"Miss Rose? Miss Rose wake up." A voice drifted into my dream. I cracked my eyes open a little.

"Hmm, what?" I asked groggy. I saw a nurse standing beside me.

"I'm so sorry Miss Rose. We tried, but your mom. She didn't make it." The nurse said quietly. I felt numb in side. First dad, now mom. I have nobody now. I'm alone.

Omg, that was so sad to write! I think I have tears in my eyes. But -*wipes tear from eye* at least Amy has her friends, right? I GONNA GO STRESS EAT NOW!

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