Cyberbully (One Direction)

Chapter 13

LILAHS P.O.V.

I could hardly move. My bones felt stiff and my heart didn't seem to be beating, yet, at the same time, it was going at hummingbird speed. Mom, I thought. Mom, mom please let that not be you. Let this be some sort of dream.

  I was hardly aware of my surroundings. All I knew was that I had to kill him. I have to get rid of that evil man, who is so willing to kill my family.

  I take a sharp breath through my nose, and tears sting my eyes. Mindlessly, I throw myself around the corner in front of John. I drop the gun, and launch my entire, 132 pound body at John. I shriek his name as I tackle him, throwing him off my mother. We knock down a T.V as we tumble onto the ground, me on top of him, and the T.V skids away into the darkness. My feet pin down his hands and I sit on his stomach. I wrench the knife from his hands and drop it next to our wrestling bodies.

  I begin throwing punches all over his face. I get an advantage because it was a surprise attack, but he is strong. He twists his hand out from under my foot and grabs his knife.

  He is large, I am small. He is old, I am young. He is tough, I am fragile. He is cunning, I am ever so clever. Yet, he is bad, I am good.

  He is strong, but I am quick.

  I am to fast for him, and before he can stab me, I swipe the knife from his rough hands and throw it behind us.

  He is smart. I am not.

  I hear my mother scream once more. I spin my torso to look at her. A knife rests in her shoulder. The very knife I threw.

  I scream. I scream for my mother. She looks at me, the same look I saw on her face when I had attempted suicide, the vague image of her face looking at me as I slipped into unconscious.

  Me being distracted, the bastard John pushed me off him and kicked me down.

  "No! Lilah! LILAH!" My mother screams as loud as she can. She rips the knife out of her arm and tosses it at me. It lands by my hand. She then drops into a dead faint. I look up at John.

  I growl and grab the knife and stab his ankle. He howls in pain. I wriggle from under his legs and push him to the ground. I jump on top of him and press the knife to his neck. Beads of blood appear on his dirty skin.

   "YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY MOM!" I scream in his face. I viciously press the knife in. "YOU HEAR ME?"

  My vision finds my mom. I see her eyes start to flutter open. She looks at me in shock.

  I remember that look as well.

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FLASHBACK......

'Seriously just kill yourself'- @hungry_leprechaun

  I started crying. Why would someone be so mean? I'm just trying to make friends.

  I wipe my eyes and head out to the kitchen. My mom was humming to herself and wiggling her hips as she made dinner. I nearly laughed at her happiness. It almost seemed as if I were the parent, having experienced hardships and heartbreak while she was the mindless, innocent child.

  I sat at the table as she set down some spaghetti in front of me. My favorite. I looked at it with longing, as if I couldn't eat it.

  "What's up? Usually you just dig in, Lilah." my mom said.

  "Mom... Have you ever wanted to die?" I blurted out.

  She paused. Her fork was halfway in her mouth. She raised her eyes to look at me. As soon as her eyes met mine, she dropped her fork and burst into tears.