All The Better

Chapter 6

I hear the sound of skin hitting skin and in seconds on swaying.

Back and forth.

and

Back and forth

and

Back and forth

and

Back and forth

I my name being called but I can’t tell from where.

I feel something stinky and hot on my neck.

It smells like metal and I feel cold.

It goes black.

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“You could’ve killed her!”

“I didn’t though! You should be happy!”

“I’m not! She’s all I have! I’m all she has! If she would’ve died I would’ve have thrown you over the Chasm!”

“Welllll excuuuuuuuse me for wanting to play a joke!”

I hear  Uriah and Seth fighting.

My eyes flutter open and I regret it immediately.

I met by bright lighting and wood on my back.

I groan and try to sit up, but a hand settles me back down.

“You need to relax.” Seth says gently.

“No. I need to sit up.” I snap.

“Well then.” He lifts his hands and I sit up too fast getting dizzy.

“You were saying?” He smarts off holding my head to his chest and kissing it lightly.

“Shut up.” I say trying to hide my smile.

“Make me.” He says back.

I roll my eyes and close them.

“Can I have something for my head?” I ask quietly.

Seth nods and leaves to get something.

While he does that Uriah explains he was just trying to joke around with me and I hit my head on the ground and passed out.

Seth comes back and I take the pills.

Sighing, I hop off the kitchen table and go into the bedroom.

I flop on the bed trying to sleep.

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I wake up in the morning or afternoon, I can’t tell.

I get up feeling much better today.

I notice Seth isn’t here. He’s probably at work.

I walk over to the closet throwing on some ripped skinny jeans and a crop top.

I walk out to the dining hall getting lunch then going to the tattoo parlor.

I look around and see something I want.

It’s my mother’s birds.

I want them.

2

One for my father.

One for my mother.

I get the tattoos on my hip. 

2 small birds in flight. 

I’ve never realized how much I missed them until I’m in the apartment trying not to cry. 

Even if my father wasn’t the best I think he tried and my mother? I dont even know what to think of her anymore. She was so confusing. 

But I love them more than I think possible. 

I clutch my necklace and hear the front door open. 

Seth’s home.

AN: So I'm putting this story on break.