Pure Insanity (Creepypasta fanfiction)

chapter 5

Aye!! I'm trying to push out chapters quick but I'm still making sure its juicy. Enjoy the
~pasta~
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(Thomas's POV)

I woke up to someone knocking on my door. I didn't get out of bed because usually my dad is up so I expected him to get the door. The knocking continued so I decided to get up. "Coming!" I yelled while struggling to put on pants. Whoever it was , was now knocking more aggressively so I decided to go without a shirt. I opened the door and wasn't surprised to see two cops standing outside. Instantly I thought about making a run for it but I didnt , knowing that I didn't have anywhere to go and they'd probably catch me.
"Good morning I'm officer ferra and this is officer Brandon, we just wanted to ask you a few questions. Is your mom and dad home?" I was hesitant but I complied.
"Uh..yeah just give me a minute to wake him up. I'll be back" I closed the door and walked through my house towards my dad's room. I found it a little weird how quiet it was because he's usually up watching Fox News.
"Hey dad." I said knocking on his door . I didn't get a response so I opened his door. When I saw him hanging from the ceiling fan I wasn't fazed at all. Truth is, I really did hate him. After all he did to me Im surprised I didn't try to kill him myself. Probably because he would kick my ass like he's done before. Over the years I had become very good at lying and acting, so when I came to the cops crying like a baby I wasn't surprised that they bought it. The cops took me into the station because I no longer had a guardian. I was told that I would have to stay there until they could contact my mom. It wasn't that bad because I still had my iPod which had all my music.

I was listening to "Lust of the lost" by famous last words in a room that officer ferra said I should stay in. The door opened and the person that stepped in was wearing a suit. She had dirty blonde hair with brown eyes and she was wearing sunglasses. She was smiling and she looked like she was about 30 years old. It was my mom. She looked so happy to see me which was surprising seeing that she didn't even care when she sent me away. She sat down and put her purse down. We sat in silence for about 5 minutes and I could tell she wanted to say something but she couldn't quite find the right words.
"I know... It might not mean much but..." She hesitated. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for sending you away. No mother should do that to her own child and I'm so sorry that I did that."
I could see that she was fighting to hold back tears and I could tell she was failing. I only had one question for her. "Why?" When I said that she broke down. She let all of her tears fall and it made me sick.
" I-i...was depressed and you didn't know what was wrong when you would see me crying everyday, you were just a little boy how could you know. I just... I didn't want you to live your life like that and it was only going to get worse." She said wiping her tears.
" I'm better now so you can come home Thomas, we can be a family again." Her saying that pissed me off but I didn't show it after all I was very good at hiding my emotions. What makes her think that a simple "sorry" makes everything okay? She expects me to just be okay? To just move on? I can't.
"I just want to go home." I told her trying not to sound angry, though I don't think it worked. She looked sad but then she smiled.
"I guess you just need time." She wiped the last of her tears away.
"Let me just go finish everything with the police and we can go home."
With that she got up and left to speak to the officers. While she was gone I thought about the girl I killed. I didn't really have time to think about her because of everything that has happened since then. I don't know what was up with me, I didn't even feel like myself. I felt as if it wasn't me that was doing the killing. I mean of course it was me but... Ugh I don't know I just hope it doesn't happen again.

The ride back to my moms house was quiet. I had my headphones in so if she was saying anything I didn't hear her. I noticed she was still smiling, probably because she has her son back. I was looking at my phone when she poked me.
"What?" I said, taking my headphones out.
"What happened to your head? You have a pretty big scar."
I didn't know if I should tell her about the boy and the woods so I just lied.
"Oh, I fell while I was outside."
She bought it but I had a question for her.
"Where is Jeff?"

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Aye! What's up ?? I know this chap wasnt full of action but oh well.
See ya! (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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