(Y/n) POV-
I ran down the stairway towards my ward. My breathing grew heavy, and my chest felt hot and harrowful. My vision became blurry as my eyes filled with violent tears. I felt my stomach harden into a gut-wrenching rock, and I felt myself trip over my feet and fall towards the door at the end of the stairway. I pushed my arms out in front of me and I caught myself from fully falling as I grabbed the railing.
I paused as I leaned against the wall. I stared off into the empty space and thought about Michael. "He was in an accident... Could that be the reason why I hadn't seen him after we..." I spoke out loud, going quiet.
"But how? Who coul-"
I paused as a wild theory crawled into my mind.
Did my dad have something to do with it?
I tried to picture it in my head...
He slammed his door shut as he saw that Michaels truck was in the driveway. He walks up to it, seeing that it was empty. He curses under his breath, tired of seeing him with me. He never really liked him... Then and there, he makes a decision that would cause me to never see him ever again. I don't know what... But he must've messed with his truck. Maybe cut his brakes? He walks into the house, goes to my room and sees Michael. Freaks out and kicks him out of the house. Goodbye Michael.
"No..." I gasped.
"He wouldn't do something like that... Would he?" I said, sliding down the wall and sitting on the last step.
An- short chap... Sorry.
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Anti Did It
Fiksi PenggemarBefore Dark's Story, there was Anti's story. "At the time, I was in an asylum, for shits and giggles of course. And I was attracted to some random girl that was forced to be there. Her father was really religious and had put her in the loony-pen be...
