Chapter 22

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-Louis Pov-

*1pm Saturday at home*

Me and Mel are going to go night fishing later. I thought it'd be something new, and I can't wait if I'm truly honest. Me and my dad used to go before he, uhm, left us. We'd take sandwiches and eat them while the fishing poles were in the lake.

*flashback*

"Hey dad, look we caught something! Is it a fish dad, is it?"

"Haha we're in luck son, it's a big one, we can't cook it though, that's cruel, we'll just look and take photos"

*end flashback*

I felt a tear running down my cheek. "Hey Lou what's up" Mel asked. "Nothing, just remembering when me and my dad went night fishing, it was the last time we spent time together before that bastard wagon fucking killed him. It killed him Mel!" I yelled angrily. Mel stood up and turned away. "Mel I, I'm sorry, I just, it makes me so angry knowing that man got away with killing my family" I spoke quietly. "No I'm sorry, I just hate when you yell" she whispered, "Come here" she continued. I smiled and hugged her, she rested her head on my chest.

*sorry its a really small update, I don't feel in a writing mood today. I'll write more soon*

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