36: It helps

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March 3rd

Betty's POV

I go downstairs, tired. Dad grins at me as he's just going from the office to the kitchen. "Wake up," he chuckles as I lean om his chest. He hugs me and then kisses my hair.

"Can't I stay home today?" I ask and look up at him.

"No," he chuckles. I sigh. He pushes me a little and we go into the kitchen. I drop my bag on the ground and go to Jug.

He smiles and pushes his chair out from under the table. I sit onto his lap and pull my legs up as well. I cross them and he wraps his arms around me. I hide my face into the crook of his neck and close my eyes.

"You know breakfast is for eating not for sleeping," Jason says.

"I'm not hungry," I say.

"YOU'RE not hungry? Everything okay?" Jordan asks worriedly.

Jug holds me closr to him and fondles my hair, knowing what's wrong. I saw nightmares about mom dying again. I haven't seem them for a few months now and it's really scarying me.

"Dad, can she stay home today?" Jug asks.

"No, I'll go to school," I say in his neck.

He puts his lips sgainst my ear, "You sure?" he whispers.

I nod a little. He sighs and kisses my temple and then keeps holding me and fondling my hair.

"What's wrong?" dad asks.

I keep quiet. Jug sighs, "She couldn't sleep good," he just says.

"Why, what's wrong?" Cher asks.

I gulp, "I saw my mom again."

They all shut up. I keep breathing slowly in Jug's neck. "How many hours did you sleep?" dad asks finally.

"I don't know. Not much."

Jug kisses my hair, "Like 2."

Dad nods a little, as I look at him now, "Go back to sleep."

I smile tiredly and Jug kisses my cheek. "Hurry up," I tell him, meaning to hurry up with school.

He smiles lovingly and I go back upstairs. I pull off all my clothes and then get back into my pajamas.

1pm

"Do you have something to tell your daddy, Elizabeth?" Hal asks, holding a gun and pointing it on me. Mom is dead behind him and we're at Pop's.

I look at my legs. There's a blood swamp around me. I look quickly back at him. He is grinning as he points at something behind me.

I tuen around slowly. Dad, Jelly, Cheryl, Jordan, Chic, Jason, Ronnie, Kevin, Sweets, Fangs, Reg, Archie, Polly, Josie, everyone. And Jug. They're all dead.

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