Tempted by the unknown (Misty's POV)

Part 5

I woke up in a cold sweat. What has been up with my dreams these days. She told me I should kill myself, the girl that Melody killed. I should be blamed for that death. Why didn't I stop her? Imagine how ashamed my mother would be. How my father would feel. It would just add onto the hate that my father has for me.

I wonder why I try to forget the stuff she has done to me. My own mother has tried to kill me on many occasions. She said I was not pure and tied me to the bed. She was going to sacrifice me to God? I don't know why she kept saying how he wanted her to do it. Everytime she just kind of snapped out of it and kept saying sorry to me. Except for this one time, she was actually really close to killing me. It was after Church, I had on a pink dress and she had on a black one. That was usually a sign that it would happen. It was like a common occurrence at this point.

I just let her do her thing. Then, I noticed that she hadn't freed me and started apologizing. She went downstairs and brought up a knife. She started praying while holding a knife above her head. I screamed for my Dad, who was in the other room. I feared for my life just then. My dad came in and that's when my mom snapped out of it. As my dad was untying my restraints they argued. My dad kicked my mom out and she later died in a car crash.

I remember them finding a note that said 'For you, my dear daughter. Open it when you're eighteen." It's been sitting on my vanity for a while. I sat up on my bed and stared at it. I can't wait, I want to know what she wrote. I sat on my chair and opened the note.

"To my dear daughter

I know you read this before your eighteenth birthday. It's okay if you did but I knew this would happen. The truth is, I hate you with all my heart. I never even wanted you. I wanted to kill you from the beginning. The devil made me have you and I want you to get out of this world. Kill yourself, you don't deserve to live. Do what I can't do, you're useless to this world and only bring pain and suffering to those around you.

From, Jackie"

Even my own mother wants me dead. I don't deserve anything people give me. I should kill myself. I go down to the kitchen and grab a knife. I then write sorry on a note and bring it with me to my room. I look at the vanity mirror, I deserve this. "Misty what are you doing with that?" I hear from the side of me. I look over and see Melody. I point the knife towards my stomach and stab myself three times. "Oh shit!" I hear her say to me. I slump down the wall as she runs to me. "What the fuck Misty?!" she says as she snatches the knife out my hands and throws it to the other side of the room. Melody then makes bandages appear and start to wrap me up.

I grab her hand and stop her from bandaging me even more. "Stop trying to help me, let me die." Melody ties my hands together with a blue bandana and says "Yeah no just let me help." She continues with "I can't just let you die." while wrapping my wounds. I kick Melody away from me. I don't want her to save me, I want to die. "Ouch. Little fucker. Do I have to tie your legs down too?!" she yells at me. "Go ahead, stop helping me!?" I scream back at her as I kick her again. She uses magic on me and finishes wrapping my wounds. "Give me back the knife." I say glaring at her.

"Fuck no. Why would I do that" she says as she makes a portal and drops the knife in there. "Because I should kill myself." I say staring at her with no emotions. "Stop that. I can't let you do that. I will call the Loony Bin on you." she states as she wraps her tail around my ankle. I stare at her tail. Please, just let me kill myself. "Yeah I'm calling the Loony Bin." she says. "Not the first time I've been there, go ahead and call them." I say not looking at her.