After an encounter with The Grimm Reaper, Little Raven Smith lives a carefree life. Her mother, Robin, and the local mechanic, John Graye, get married shortly after the incident.
Raven grows up into a beautiful woman whom every man desires, however...
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Robin
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Raven POV- (A/N- If it's here, Ignore Song 👉, Play the one ☝☝☝)
"Mom!"
Tears were in my vision as my mom popped up from the small pool of crimson colored blood that trailed from the bullet wound in her side, "I thought I lost you!". She pulled away from the tight hug I had embraced her with as she stood and looked at me weirdly, "Raven, why would you lose me. I just fell, I must've slipped on this oil.", she pointed at the puddle drying slowly into the cement. I looked towards my left and saw the identical smiling faces of the Grimm Reaper as they slowly disappeared from sight as they backed towards the door in which they came, but not before bidding me farewell in a deep accented voice, "BigTallWish. Weleaveyou, Raven. Liveyoubeautifullifewithyoubeautifulfamily. Passe une bonne journée".
As they backed away, John came in with a car battery, "You will not believe what just happen- what's going on?". My mother shrugged and held the small of her back, "I must've fell on that puddle of oil, my back hurts. Anyway, what did you say happened, John?". I saw him lovingly smile at my mom and shake his head 'No', "Never mind, Robin. It's nothing. Raven? I'm sorry for what I said earlier, don't stop dreaming and wishing, life's too short.", he hugged me. "I won't, John.", I promised. He nodded and looked back towards my mom, "So, who's hungry?".
And with that, we left the garage, the memories of my mother on the floor, and the small drying puddle of crimson red blood.
