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Mom??

((this is my first ever story here so I hope y'all enjoy and there will be bad language just incase you take offence to things like that. Either way enjoy))

mollys pov:
I woke up this morning to the sound of my mom and step dad fighting, again, its annoying for it to start at 7am but whatever I just have to get on with it like every other day. I eventually got up because carl *basically my best friend ever* texted me 100 times to get over to his house NOW. So I got up put on my black tight crop top my half zip hoodie that I practicaly live in, my ripped jeans and black converse. I tied my hair up into a messy ponytail my side fringe instantly falling out when I run my fingers threw my head. I walk into the sitting room instantly regretting my decision I see my step dad standing over my mom with a knife in his hand, leaning over my mom blood dripping from the knife, without hesitation I picked up my baseball bat and hit him in the back of the head. When he fell to the ground I saw my mother laying lifeless on the couch blood pouring from the 7 or 8 stab wounds in her chest. I just stood there and sobbed the longest sob I've ever sobbed (tongue twister lol) I eventually stopped when my frount door suddenly burst open and in came rick he's Carl's dad his the only person that's like a father figure to me. "Oh my lord god Molly!! what happened sweet heart" Rick said whilest comming over hugging me. "I don't even know I was in my bedroom and heard them roaring and I got up and he had sabbed her and I hit him with my bat and-and..... I don't know" I stuttered. Why are you here rick I asked realising that he came out of no where. Well there's a lot to explain, just go and pack a gear bag full of clothes shoes and other important things that will keep you safe, I'll tell you when we're in the car.

((Okay hope y'all enjoyed that I really like writing it its fun))