Lana is My Mother

ten

fleur screams my name on the top of her lungs. i hear in the distance her and her family screaming and running.

im out of it, i didnt shoot my brains out, i shot my shoulder.

i dont want to die. i just want help.

i want my mother to see that she fucked up

i want my father to see that he's a worthless bastard that should be in hell.

i only love fleur. fleur is the love of my life. she's a dainty petunia and i'm? i'm a venus flytrap ready to snap at any moment.

i feel limp arms grab me by the underarms and try to stand me. the pressure burns and i move. the bullet must of note went in deep since they dont notice it but there is some blood. i hear someone talking on phone and a bunch of chaos.

but fleur holds my cheeks and kisses me.

she kisses me until the ambulance came.