Celia~
I press my knees to my forehead. It was far too hard to concentrate right now- my mom was part of the Brookeman Girls at one point?
"Honey please," mother said in a calm but worried tone. I pushed her away from me and continued hyperventilating against the wall.
"Oh my god no," I cried, tears streaming down my face. Mom was trembling behind me. "Please- I'm so sorry, I don't want to hurt you honey-"
"I'm not your honey anymore mom! You can't screw me like you screwed dad!" I screamed as loud as I could. A expression of guilt, shock, and anger, crossed her face. I didn't know how to feel, how to react, my emotions were all over the place. I took two steps back, my mother looked overwhelmed by the whole situation. I felt tired at the moment.
Maybe I could just forget all this and go to bed, I thought. But who am I kidding? By this right I'll be depending on 3 hours of sleep. Four hours if I'm lucky.
But here's the truth, after all I've seen, all I've risked, all I've depended on, you really can't get much shut-eye. The thing I'm living on right now, is a small amount of hope. God forbid it runs out.
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The girls Of Brookeman Road
Mystery / Thriller~*~ Celia begins her new life at her new school, her new house, and her new road...? The four girls that walk in sync down the street are actually four distinctive killers that kill anyone left in their way.
