Re-play||CTH(sequel to Red)

Sixteen

This book is a piece of shit and I hate it so much it shouldn't exist bye
*carries on writing even tho I hate it so much*
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Annabella (HAHA DIDNT SEE THAT MOTHER FUKAS)

ALSO SLIGHT TRIGGER WARNING ILYILY

"Ashton"

"I'm going to kill you" he muttered.

I choked, what did he just say?

"W-what?"

"I said, I'm going to kill you!" He paused walking over to me. "I've told you before, it's your mother but-"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever" I muttered out, instantly regretting it as I had a sharp pain across my face. He had just slapped me, his own daughter.

"I love you, so much. You're my daughter, look at you, you're beautiful, a spitting image of your mother and I fucking hate it"

"Dad, you need help! Please!" I cried.

"What would you know? You're a silly 15 year old"

"At least I can control my mental instability! The mental instability that you provided me!"

"Ha" was all he calmly let slip out of his mouth as he got up, going over to a small desk he had in the corner. He pulled out a few things from the drawer and walked back over to me.

A razor, a bottle of pills, a note was laid out in front of me.

"I could use these after I've murdered you, then I couldn't get prosecuted" he said, as all I could look at was what was in front of me.

Let me take it back a bit, Ashton has some major problems, depression, anxiety, bipolar. And unluckily enough for me, I have inherited them.

"Or" he dragged out, pulling me from my trance "I could make you do all the work, then I could run off and live a totally new life. It's all up to you."

I gave him a questioning look. "How could I choose either of those?"

"No, no" he chuckled. "I make the decisions, based on how you're behaving and how you keep your dumbass mouth closed. Clear?"

I nodded, already knowing what to do.

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Oh double update
I'm hella tired so night boo

I'm 2 days old wow

Ok bye
-t xx