Please... No 2 // Tom Holland

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"Y/n!"

"How do you feel about your boyfriend shooting up your school?"

"Y/n! Did you know he was going to shoot up the school?"

"Did you make him do the dirty work for you?!"

"How could you love a monster!?"

"You killed my son!"

"You turned him crazy!"

"Girlfriend of a killer!"

"You should go to jail with him too!"

"Y/n!"

"Y/n!"

"Y/n!"

"Y/n! It's ok!" I heard my mom scream as she held me close. Another night full of nightmares. I was screaming. I shaking and sobbing like there's no tomorrow.

"It's ok my love, you're ok. I'm here." My mother caressed my hair, rocking my back and fourth.

She stayed with me until I fell back asleep.

It's been a week since Tom has shot the school and I haven't seen him since. He keeps asking for me to see him though. I haven't gotten to strength to do so.

"Maybe I should see him." I told my parents.

My dad put his newspaper down in disbelief and my mom stopped cooking.

"Are you kidding? No you are not seeing that psycho!" My father raised his voice.

"Dad he still thinks we are dating! I need to end it with him... I also need closure."

"She's right Y/d/n." My mom said, "she can't live her life while a kid who is locked up, think she'll wait for him if he ever gets out or will come visit him! He could possibly end up escaping and what will he do? Find her. I can't have that kid hurt my little girl."

My father looked at me and sighed, "ok but one of us is coming with you."

I made a face, "I'd rather do it alone... he'll think one of you is forcing me to break up with him and God knows what he'll think. I can't risk it."

My father was about to speak until the phone rang and he got up to answer it, but not before he gave me a look.

"Hello?... What?... no she's does not want to be on live television! She is not making a speech or an announcement for whatever you want her to do! Stop calling!"

My dad harshly hanged up the phone and it made my mom and I jump a little. I sighed and buried my head in my hands, is this how it's going to be from now on?

I quickly got up and went to my room. I heard my parents call out my name but I ignored them and spent my day in my room until I had to come out again. The next day I decided to go see Tom. I was nervous and scared, I never been in a jail before especially to talk to someone who I loved... or loved.

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