sweet dreams | atz

PART 19

(this was after you got out of the hospital and lost the baby)
"Ow..." you whisper as you wince, touching your bruise on your face. You look for your phone. Once you found it, the phone was shattered and all over the road.

"I told you Y/N. Why don't you listen? You're just like your mom. Too bad I had to get rid of her the same say I'm getting rid of you." your dad starts stepping towards you, but you kick his knee cap out of place.

//RIP your dads knee. damn girl.//

"Don't fucking touch me you idiot. You're the one who sent me here. And what do you mean what you did to mom?" you look up, tears streaming, realizing what your dad meant.

Flashback.....

"Mommy...Ill miss you. I love you mommy." I say. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was 10. Its been 9 years since my mom died.

"She's in a good place now sweetie. Daddy promises you that he'll take care of you." Dad says kissing my forehead and walking off to talk to a buy who I thought was suspicious, but ya girl was 10 so....

"Do you have my money? I did the job. I killed your wife. Now where my money at home boi?" the guy who is speaking is black, with a hood accent.

"Daddy, what is he talking about? Did he kill Mommy?" tears stream down my face. "No sweetie. He didn't. Remember, they said she died of unknown causes." Dad says.

I knew he was lying. His eyes dart back and forth when he lies and that's exactly what they were doing.

"You cocksucking motherfucking liar." I say. I only repeat what I here. The crowd of people turn and look at me. They begin laughing. I giggle too.

//your giggle is legit so cute uwu//

"Gimme my money or I'll shoot!" the guy shouts, pulling out a handgun. My dad raises his hands in the air and drops what looks like $30,000.

"You did hire a hitman to kill mommy! You liar!!" I push my dad, but he didn't even flinch. The guy grabs the money, but shoots my dad in the leg.

"Someone call 9-1-1!!" my grandma shouts. I stop her, "No that guy was here to get money for killing mommy. Don't help him. Let him bleed. Let him suffer like my mom did the night she died and my dad was out partying." I spit on him. My grandma grabs me and puts me in the car....

REALITY....

"You killed mom. I remember now. And I trusted you. I put you on top of everyone because you always spoiled me and gave me everything I wanted. Until I got older and mom died...then you took control." I say.

//this is gonna switch to 1st person. sorry y'all//

Dad nods. "Yes. You stupid little girl. You finally got my idea." he says. Wooyoung runs out. Dad pulls out a gun and fires a bullet.

A man steps in the way and pushes Wooyoung, making the bullet hits a car window. "Wooyoung!!" I run to him, embracing him, kissing him and hugging him over and over again while tears drip down.

"You bitch. I wish you would shoot me. No balls. Not that you have any after I shot them that one night I found a gun in your room. Mhm, yeah. How does it feel to not be able to have kids? Sucks doesn't?" I sniffle, realizing Taejee was still gone and I couldn't bring him back.

I always kept a gun on me in case this happened. I pulled it out quickly.

"Y/N, put the gun down now!" Dad shouts.
"No! Put yours down." I yell.

Dad slowly lowers his gun and I do the same. Except I raise it again and fire.

He screams.
He drops.
He bleeds out.
He goes stiff.
Then goes cold.
He's dead, for good.

"Wooyoung, baby. I'm so sorry for what I've gotten you into." I wince again at the pain. The car that hit me didn't really impact my ribs or any lower part of my body. But when I fell, I hit my face on the asphalt.

"Y/N, its ok. You're ok. I'm ok. We're all ok. That's all that matters." Wooyoung kisses my head and I cry in his arms while the cops are called along with an ambulance.