The Letter K

Chapter 3- Stable

Author's Note: Well, it looks like this story is coming to an end. D;

I hope you all enjoyed this short story as much as I enjoyed writing it! :D <3

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-Hallie :3

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Tuesdays were the only day I had to myself, not that I did anything anyways.

My mom was out with her friends—something I desperately wanted, but I always push everyone away.

My dad was probably drunk somewhere asking an elderly woman for money and pity. I slid down the wall into the corner biting on my already bit nails.

 I turned the T.V on, and a  news anchorwoman appeared, talking about recent car accidents in the past five years.

Her light brown hair was straightened perfectly—something I wanted, and her teeth were a bright shade of white. Her perfectly arched eyebrows furrowed together as she stumbled over a sentence.

“The most tragic car accident in New York was in 2009 in December.” She paused for a second, reading further on her paper.

“This graphic video might not be suitable for younger children.” She warned as it quickly switched back over the video.

A blue Mercedes accelerating down a highway, the unstable car moved over to another lane, and then back again.

It swerved to the left and tail-gated at least three cars before it lurched forward flipping over three times and falling over the edge of a cliff.

I felt the disquietude radiating off my skin.

I suddenly remembered pressing that pixelated letter on my phone, and pressing send. I didn't know a letter would have killed her, I didn't know anything.

“Seventeen year old Diane died of a coma after texting while—“  

I shut it off before she continued, before I could re-live another nightmare, before I could blame myself again.

I felt like a monster.

I should be put in a cage, before I create more destruction. I should have been the one that died, not her. I deserved it, it should have been me.

I felt sweat dribble down my forehead, and I started shaking uncontrollably. Was I having an anxiety attack?

My throat swelled up as I started hyperventilating, and the hair on my back stuck straight up; I felt like I couldn’t breathe—the same feeling I had in that dream.

My palms got sweaty as I heard the home phone ring. I got up quickly as dizziness overwhelmed me; my knee’s started shaking while I couldn’t walk straight.

I lifted the phone receiver off the base, and listened on the other line.

“Hello?” a man asked over the line.

My throat wouldn’t allow me to talk, and I didn’t want to hang up on him either so I just sat there.

“Hello? Is anyone there?”

I tapped my fingers against the wall waiting for him to continue.

“Well, I’m going to leave a message for Richard Collins, his bank account has been inactive for thirty days so we’re freezing it.”

I slammed the phone on the base angrily. I heard the front door open as both my parents came in smiling and laughing.

“Looks like the mutt didn’t break anything.” His sick laugh echoed against the living room walls.

I felt my face hardened into a stone cold stare, but he never noticed.

“H-ow do you know that doesn’t hurt my fe-elings?” I stuttered, on the verge of tears.

My eyes widened as I slapped my hand over my mouth. Both my parents’ spun around completely dumbfounded.

I spoke.

My hands sweat more as my mom cracked a smile towards me, but my dad growled his eyes squinting.

“What did you say you little bitch?”

“Richard, that’s enough now!” my mom’s sharp tone cut through my father’s ego like a knife. He mumbled something inaudible as he went upstairs.

My mother ran over to me as she engulfed me into a hug; I felt her tears seep through my shirt. “Serenity, I love you so much; you’re a brave girl.”

“I love-e yo-u too, mom.” I stammered.

 I spoke again?

What is wrong with me? She doesn’t care what I have to say.

Her warm smile sent chills down my spine as she squeezed me even tighter.

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine.

You make me happy

When skies are grey.

You'll never know, dear,

How much I love you.

Please don't take my sunshine away.

She hummed quietly while I lay against her torso as she wiped my tears that were now flowing.

 “I’ve met someone I want you to meet, Serenity,” she whispered. I slowly nodded my head as she smiled lifting me up gently like a toddler.

She grabbed her car keys off the counter as we both left the house.

She unlocked the car as I hesitated, but opened the passenger door and sat in. She drove mile after mile making me anxious, but eventually relaxed when we arrived.

The sign read: “Therapy Clinic”.

 I will finally be fixed. ♥