Falling for you...

Prolouge

He walked into my room.

I saw him.

"Hey Elle, want your mother? Too bad she's dead!!" The horrible man said.

Everything felt numb. I couldn't process the thought of my mom gone.

It's like she was still lying next to me, stroking my hair, telling me everything would be alright.

That night that occured  keeps replaying in my mind. 

My stepfather killed my mum that night. He took her life away. He tried to do the same with me, but I was lucky. I escaped. I got out alive.

I ran as fast as I could to the police station. I knew that man would come after me, and I had to put a stop to it. I was tired of all of the beating he did to both me and my mother, but we always hid it behind fake smiles. He just laughed as he beat me. I screamed for help, but no one heard me.

His cackles haunt me.

The police caught him, luckily. I was put into foster care for a year until I could leagally live on my own.

Mullingar was quiet at night, which I liked very much.

I was not origianally from here, I was from Dublin, but I had visited here before. I loved it.

I am still afraid that he will come for me. Try to kill me. 

That bastard should be killed for what he did.

Killed...