Chapter 13

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Peyton's pov

I finally found the perfect outfit. Now I gotta go change.

End of pov

Laura's pov

Okay I think I still have feeling for Ross I mean what he did to me is in the past.

~flashback~

{ in this flashback Peyton is five and she is sleeping}

Laura: Ross honey I'm home.

Ross: where have you been? Peyton's been crying for one hour just because you wasn't here. ( Ross is drunk)

Laura: Ross are you drunk?

Ross: maybe a little. Why do you care?

Laura: because your in our house. Our daughter is asleep. Ross she is only five. She can't be around you when your drunk. You might do something stupid.

Ross: what am I gonna do Laura? Huh? What am I gonna do? GOD
D*MN IT LAURA JUST TELL ME WHAT IM GONNA DO?

Laura: your gonna get mad over the simplest thing and hurt our little girl. Ross you need to stay away from Peyton when your like this.

Ross: oh so you don't think I can Handel myself. You don't trust me.

Laura: I never said I couldn't trust you. I can't trust the person you become when your drunk.

Ross: THAT'S IT LAURA!!!

Ross grabbed me by my arm and it hurt really bad.

Laura: ow. Ross stop your hurting me stop!!

Ross: oh you want me to stop huh? I'm not gonna stop till you know that the thing in that bedroom is your fault.

Laura: Ross it not just my fault. WE created her. She is not a thing don't you every call her that again.

Then Ross slapped me and threw me to the ground.

Laura: ah. Ross I gotta get out of here. I'm taking Peyton with me too.

Ross: NO YOUR NOT YOU CAN LEAVE BUT SHE IS NOT GOING WITH YOU!!!

Laura: FINE ROSS. BUT I BEG OF YOU DONT ABUSE HER.

then I ran out of that house as fast as I could.

~ Flashback Ended ~

I broke down crying again. Then Ross came in. He ran up to me.

Ross: Laura are you okay.

Laura: yeah I'm fine I was just thinking of the day I left.

Ross: Laura. Laura look at me. I regret that day everyday because that day my baby lost her mother. I lost my wife. It was my fault too.

Laura: it was my fault all of it. If I just stayed-

I couldn't finish that sentence instead I cried harder and harder.

Laura: it's..... All my........ Fault.

I keep repeating it over and over in my head. Then everything went black.

To Be Continued

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