Truth prevails

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"What was that?!" My head was racing! Did he just kill mom? Or what? I need to find out! I jump out of the car, into the cool early morning air.

I open the door as fast as I can and as soon as I'm inside I can hear low groaning... "God no.. Anything but this!..."

I make it to the steps I can see my mother laying down but I can't tell if she's hurt... "Mom! Are you okay? Where's dad?" I'm talking so fast I can barely make out words! "Mom?!" "Chey? No I'm okay I-I.." "Spit it out mom!" " I stabbed him..." She had a look on her face of complete mortal terror and regret "what?" "It was out of self defense! I never meant to! He was doing to the room to grab the gun so I ran to the kitchen and took a knife and-"

"Mom .. You did it in self defense nothing wrong with that. You were only protecting yourself!" "Cheyenne no! I went to the bedroom and he was still looking so I just did it.. He looked at me Chey.. While he sat there slowly dying. And he just barely whispered " I'll see you and your daughter in hell." And he just died.. I killed him! Why did I do that?!" "Mom no! He was a monster! He deserved it! Have you seen what he's done to me?..." She just sat there with a blank expression with no responses for me.

So I went to their room and I almost threw up at the sight! He laid there.. Still and motionless. The stench was overwhelming, I got woozy, having to lean on the wall for support. How am I supposed to explain this plus my own injuries to the police without it sounding like my mother was a killer?

And my dad?.... Well no need to worry about him any more..

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