story of a girl (edited)

chapter 6 (what abigails mom looked like after her dad left >>>>)

already edited this but it got earased and I'm not doing it again so I'm Srry but this isn't edited

Chapter 6

That night I had my first nightmare in awhile.

I was walking down the street with my mom, like we use to before everything got screwed up.

We were walking talking about random stuff, when suddenly a car drove up on the sidewalk and hit my mom.

When I turned around she was laying on her stomach, her blood surrounding her.

I looked up at the driver with wide eyes. I quickly recognized the driver as my dad.

I tried to scream for help, but I couldn't get the words out.

"Poor little Abby is mom less." he said, with a cold voice.

I looked at him with tears in my eyes.

"Your mom's dead, and now it's your turn to die."

He pulled out a Black Hand gun and pointed it at me. When he pulled the trigger, making a big band, I woke up gasping.

I looked around Jakes bedroom, confirming my surroundings. I looked down and saw Jake sound asleep.

I sighed and wiped my eyes, realizing I was crying in my sleep.

I quietly got up out of bed and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I put the lid of the toilet down and sat on it and started to sob.

That dream made me think of my dad, does he know about mom, and if he doesn't would he care?

He did leave us, he made it pretty clear he didn't like his family.

There was a knock at the door making me jump.

"Abby, you ok?" Jake asked, sounding concerned.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine, I'll be out in a minute." I said, my voice slightly shaky.

"Open the door please." he begged, noticing how shaky my voice was.

"I said I'll be out in a minute!" I snapped.

He sighed in defeat.

I heard him walk away from the door, so I quickly turned on the sink to drown out my crying.

I know all he wants to do is help me, and be there for me. But I don't want sympathy at the moment, I just want all this shit to pass.

I'm not ready to bury my mom or go to her funeral, I'm not ready for everyone to find out the truth about my mom, and why I was gone for 3 years.