part twelve

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«Marks POV»

I pull up next to a bar, it was labeled

                         MIKES

I walk in, and sit down. I order to large jugs of beer and sit down. I was feeling depressed, because of my sister, Ashley, she just went into a seizure, and has a bunch of brain damage, my mom called to tell me that she would be out in a couple months. I wanted so badly, to tell Jeanette, but I just couldn't bare to, it would show that I wasn't as brave and strong she thought I was. My two beers came out, and that's the last I remember.

«Jenettes POV»

I was waiting all night for him, and he wasn't showing up, I tried calling him, texting him, and he never answered. So I sat on the couch, watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians, and ate Raman noodles with my two dogs. It was about 11:30, when I heard the door open, he walked in, wobbling around trying to get in. His eyes were as red as the devil on the sides, and he was spitting out words.

"I HATE YOU!" He yelled

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

He's drunk!  I got scared, he came at me with a plate, and throwing pillows at me. Ellie, and our new puppy, Anthony, ran upstairs with their tails between their legs, I started screaming and yelling for help.

"HELP!" I screech to the top of my lungs, as I burns my throat. Hot tears, started pouring down my face, and I started running. I ran out the door, and ran outside. I got in the car, and started going 20 miles over the speed limit. I start crying and balling, my eyes are blurry, and I can't see anything but a bright light. It's coming closer, and closer. I wipe my tears, just to know it was a car headlight. I try to swerve to the side, but it was to make, the car came through the front of my car, and that's the last I remember.

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