Out of time

Time to convince

Melissa's pov
"Time to wake up!" My dad shouted through the house to wake me and my brother up. I groaned and got up.

I made my way downstairs then to the table. "Your supposed to be dressed" my mom told me
"Well I don't want to go to church" I replied
"Why?"
"I just-I-I just don't believe anymore" both my mom and my dad stopped at that. "Sweetie I know it's hard right. Is but you have to we need to. We need you to." My mom croaked.
"If you don't believe then when you die you will go to hell"
"MATT!!!" My mom yelled at him.
I just walked back to my room.

I picked out a dark blue dress that faded into white near the bottom and then placed a dark blue beanie upon my head.

I waddled downstairs with my purse at my side. "Lets go" my dad said leading us out the door and into the van.

Once we got to church I died so yeah the end. She was out of time and just randomly died!

Jk anyways, once we got into church my mother started to talk to the pastor. "Pastor mick!" She whisper yelled when she saw him.
There were more whispers and tears amount them. Soon they finally finished! Gee that took a while.
My mom started blabbing about how I should just trust god and junk

"MOM!!" I cried. "I-I I don't beilive anymore! No I hate him. I hate GOD!!" I screamed. The entire church looked around at me. I ran and ran all I did was run. I ran out the doors. I ran through the streets. I finally stopped in an alley. I was weeping and gasping for air.

"Hey lii littttttt little little little gi gur girl!" A crazed man said while putting and arm on my shoulder. "Wa want whhaaat want sooommmee??" He asked holding up a bag of some sort of white powder. I jerked away from him to get his arm off my shoulder. He grasped both my wrists with one of his hands. I struggled to get away. "STOP YOU LITTLE BRAT!" The crazed man yelled at me. I stopped struggling and felt a hot tear run down my face.  He dipped a finger from his other hand into the white powder and pulled it out of the bag. His finger started coming at me. I struggled even more which earned me a kick to the shin. I yelped in pain. His finger started coming towards my nose. I struggled trying to free my hands again but it was no use. Before I could tell what I was doing i bit his finger. He tightened his grasp and yelled "YOU LITTLE BRAT! YOUR SO DISRESPECTFUL AND AN AWFUL AHGGGAHAGDGDJFJD BDKDHDU" he started saying weird inhuman words. He kicked my shin even harder this time and then CRACK. I screamed in pain as I was thrown to the ground. I looked at my shin and realized that my bone was sticking out. He picked something out from the corner of the alley. Just my luck! A crowbar "now ow youuu have beeeeeen a be very very baaa bad as girl" he said in a crazed tone. I started to trie and crawl away from him. He was getting closer to me with the crowbar. "No plz" I pleaded.
"Hey!!" I heard a familiar voice say. All of sudden the man was tackled down. But by who? "Sweetie" my mom said frantically. She dialed something on her phone. Everything started to go black.

I awoke in a familiar room. A hospital room but not just any. My old one. I looked to my side to see my mother.
"Your awake???" She asked
"No I'm sleeping" I joked back
"Are you ok?" She asked
"Well... yeah totally!" Am I ok?!?!?! NOOOO MOST DEFINETLY NOT! But my parents have been through enough with me. One thing after another. I looked down at my leg to see I had cast running up and down it.
"Am I gonna be on crutches?" I asked
"Wheel chair" my dad replied
I looked around.
"Wheres chase?" I asked slyly
My parents exchanged looks.
"Sweetie he's...." she started balling

Duh duh duh!!! This got interesting.
Cya