Chapter 2

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"Here, take her." I said to Connor, handing him Lucille.
"Clo?" Called Mom from the next room.
"Yes mom?" I said.
"Re dig where your father..."
She couldn't finish her sentence as she was dying I held her cold hand and said.
"Don't go."
But she already had. I was left only to cry into Connors shoulder as we buried her. It was a sad time but Carly Still kept at it.
"Aww look at Clodagh. Did somebody die?" She added with a twisted smile. This was it. I struck her three times in the face. Her blood coated my pale hands as I shouted Connor to bring Lucille. I took out my dad's old gun and pointed it at Carly's waking face. For once, she looked scared of me. I aimed for her leg and shot. I felt powerful. Her blood spilled onto the tile floor. I took aim for her other leg. I shot and she screamed again. She was going to die. I sat her up and grabbed Lucille.
"No." She murumed but it was too late her barbed wire pierced Carly's scalp and I took aim and hit. Her skull cracked, not by my strength but by Lucille's immense weight. After her skull cracked, I felt the pressure that her brains were holding evaporate as I reached the inside. Her blood splurted up the walls as the soft slush of a brain fell with her body. I aimed another hit which crushed her jaw intoa pile of blood and teeth. The room was a mess and so was I. Since my dad died, I've always worn a white shirt. I wasnt wearing one at the minute. It was red. I hand Connor Lucille and headed to bed I was powerful. I was ready...

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