The Cursed Doll

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful morning to go to the mall. A great day to hang out with friends. Heather was just about to leave when her mother stopped her. "We leave in 2 minutes, ur shit is all together. Now, get in the car... We have to leave now" her mom sais with ni heastion. Heather looked down and nooded. Not arguing with her mother because ahe was ardley going through alot of fucked up shit. Heather got in the car and put her earbuds in. Her mom got in and started the car. Her mom looked up, "Good ridends bitch" she said then drove off. While Heather was looking down at her phone she started to think if she would ever get to see her father again. She looked at her angrey mom, then back at her phone. Heather didnt want to say anything. Lookin out the window she saw a sign that said Now leaving Minnsoita. She satred out the window just thinkin about shit. They took about 2 pit stops before reatching their next destionation. "Heather..... Please dont be hard on me tonight. I need to get alot of shit done and need to think... If u need anything just ask, please Heather" her mother said. Heater looked up and nodded. Not like she would need anything imporant. They got out of the car and walked into the motel. With Heather laying on the bed and her phone on the charger and her mom talking to now her ex husband, the rest was quiet. Heather fell asleep after about 3 hours of being here."No, i dont give a rats ass. Heather is coming with me and will see u during the summer. Unless I fucking dye you will not see her until summer. You hear me Jhon? I have full fuckin custded over her and you cant do a dam thing about it" the conversation we on forever. It was about 12 by the time it was over. Tresa, Heathers mom, looked over the bes to see if she was still sleeping. Tresa smiled and fell asleep. Before she could turn the light off, it went off on its own. Tresa didnt worry, it was probley just a power outage. She fell asleep.
On the other hand, Jhon was not happy at all. He was pissed. Her wanted to see Heather more then just the summer. "FUCKIN SHIT" he yelled through his house. He was ardley seeing another girl with 14 year old son. Jhon went to bed after an hour of yelling. He got drunk that night and had beer bottels and wine glasses everywhere. In Tresa's words, he was a drunk, but not everyone thought so.