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A Chance at Redemption

Chapter: 35- A Chance at Redemption

A/N👑: Well, this is all I could come up for, for the end of who you know to be Brit. Anyways I hope you enjoy it, I tried my best and no, I do not know when the next chapter will be, but I'll at least have one out by the end of the next month, like I always do. Sorry about that for the way, I hate to make you all wait, but I honestly do not know what to write, I hate having writer's block. :(

The song is All I Want, by Kodaline

3243 words.

👠Brittany's POV👠

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the beeping of a heart machine near me. It took me a moment to recall what had happened and where I was, but as soon as I did I was quick to sit up in the hospital bed. And I quickly realized my mistake.

The quick movement was too much for my ribs, and I groaned at the stab of pain that enveloped my chest. Almost immediately it seemed a nurse was at my side, but along with her was a tall man. Dressed in a suit with a blank face that screamed he didn't play games he was pretty intimidating.

"Miss Carol?" The man's voice was deep, and although he himself looked pretty intimidating, the smile on his face and his voice weren't quite as rough as he was. If anything they were sort of comforting, nice and soothing, almost like he was here to tell me everything would be alright.

"Y-es that's me?" I was surprised at the sound of my voice. It was raspy, and weak but I guess I should've expected such. After all, I'd been asleep whoever knows long, and I'd just caught for my life.

"I'm Detective John Grey, and I wanted to talk to you about what happened to you."

My breath froze in my throat. This was what I wanted, it was what I prayed about every single night. But why was I so afraid right now? "If you tell anyone, I swear I'll kill her. And then I'll kill you." Staring me straight in the eyes I saw nothing but the truth in his words.

I couldn't focus on anything but that one vision, and soon it consumed me. The heart rate monitoring machine I was hooked up to began to beep in a fast tempo, matching the beat of my heart perfectly, and along with it, my breathing picked up. As his words kept repeating on a loop in my mind it was like I was somewhere else, looking at my body through distant eyes. I couldn't stop hyperventilating, and I could see the nurse, along with some others come up to me and try to calm me down.

"She's having a panic attack, we need to calm her down!" And that was all I remembered before blackness consumed my vision...

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The next time I woke up I could feel someone grasping my hand. I was a little groggy at first, but it didn't take long for my eyes to fully open and land on the person beside of me. In the chair beside me, looking as fragile as ever was my mother. She looked like she'd just barely escaped death; a bandage was wrapped around her head, but it didn't hide the dark bruise covering nearly the whole side of her right temple.

I tried not to focus on it, but I couldn't stop. I felt so much shame, anger, hate and most of all guilt because of that. If she hadn't tried to stick up for me, if she hadn't tried to protect me she wouldn't have had that. It was all my fault.

I looked at her, my emotions poured out into my face, but she only wiped at the tears under my eyes before rubbing her thumb over the knuckles of my hand.

"Hey Bri, it's over. You know that, right? He's not in our lives anymore, he doesn't control you. He can't hurt you, I won't let him." Giving me a watery smile, to that of which I returned, before she turned her eyes to someone standing behind of me. Following her gaze I wasn't that shocked to see Detective Grey standing leaning against the corner of the wall.