Sidenote: Violence, cussing and smut throughout images. I do not own any of the images, characters or gifs I use. Y/M/N = Your mom's name
Trigger warning: Death and loss
Y/N's POV
"Mom what do we do."
Relief was replaced by panic.
"Mom what do we do you killed him." You panic as you watch your mother scan the crime scene.
"Call 911 and say we found your father laying on the stairs." She orders.
You nod and run to your room and grab your phone and call 911 like they said. They were sending an ambulance. It didn't take long before the ambulance and police showed up. When they asked what happened your mother says she was in the study and he said he was going to get water when she heart a loud sound and came out to find him on the stairs and called for you.
"What were you doing when your father fell?" Sheriff Keller questions you.
"I was in my room and I just heard my mother scream out for me and I came out and saw my father lying on the stairs. That's when I called 911." You lie. After what felt like forever your father's lifeless body is collected and taken away. Your mother closes the door behind them and she looks at you with thankful eyes.
"It's okay now." Your mom says pulling you into a hug. You hug her back.
"Why don't I feel bad." You ask.
"He was a bad person. The two of you weren't close and what little relationship you did have was horrific because of him." Your mother says letting go off your hug and looks into your eyes.
"What's going to happen now." You ask.
"Right now your going to rest because we are going to have to decide what to do with his body tomorrow. I'm sure word will be spread quick. We are going to have to do some business errands tomorrow. In your father's will if he dies his 70% immediately goes to you." Your mother says.
"What about school." You say thinking about how you didn't think anything could ruin what you were feeling with Sweet Pea.
"It shouldn't take all day. You can go to school after we are done. Now get some rest. I'm going to make some phone calls for tomorrow. But for right now don't say anything to anyone. it could fall back on us." Your mom adds with a soft smile. You just walk upstairs around the pool of blood and walk into your room. You shower in hot water. You didn't touch your father or his blood but you felt disgusting. You felt revolted by the fact that you felt no guilt. You weren't the one that killed him but you did lie about how he died. You lay under your covers and think how you were supposed to fall asleep. You wanted to tell Sweet Pea what was going on. You wanted to leave the house. You felt like you couldn't breathe. You couldn't say anything though. Not yet at least. You managed to fall asleep. You woke up to the sound of your mother entering your room.
"Wake up honey, we have to see the lawyer in an hour." She says softly. She set an outfit and shoes at the bottom of your bed. You quickly shower, dry your hair and do your makeup and throw on the outfit.
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