I find it hard to breathe. I close my eyes and clamp my mouth on a pillow to stop myself from screaming. I sit on the couch trying to keep myself steady. My mom stares at me from the floor which is where she collapsed. She looks worried and she has every right to be. I'm afraid if I stay in this room I'll go insane. I decide to leave the house. I grab my car keys and head outside. I jump into the car and and blast the music so I don't have to think about anything. I drive nowhere in particular. I just want to get away from that person I call a mother. Are you kidding me ? She lied to my Face all my life and each day I sat there wondering who my father was , when she knew all along. I can't even stand to think of her face. I hate the fact that I was so stupid though. To actually think that I believed all her lies. Tales About how my father was a wonderful man and how he died years ago. It was never one straight story. As I get madder my foot presses on the pedal , but I don't notice. I grit my Teeth and run straight through a stop sign.
BAMMMM my car skids and crashed into another on coming car. The airbag deploys.
***
I sit slumped in my chair , my hair tangled in my face and blood pooling at my feet. I watch as shadows dance across my vision and because of that I can't tell if their
Really is a tall man staring at me or if it's just because I have a concussion. I can hear several things at once. Someone screaming "oh god I killed her." Over and over in between people calling 911 and the buzz of people that have gathered
Around my car. I try to look around for
The man I saw earlier , but it hurts to much. So I just sit and wait. I can feel myself losing consciousness by the Minute. Is like toy slip away.
***
I wake up to An annoying constant beeping sound. I know exactly where I am and what that noise is and I'm about to rip it out of the damn wall. I turn over and cover my head with the hospital pillow. I feel a slight tug on my arm and I turn over to find my arm attached to a needle with a blood bag. I stare at the dark Crimson colour of it and smile. I always loved that Color. I look around the room go try and find a clock. It's 6:23pm and the sun is setting behind my Curtains.i hear a light squeal of the door and it grabs my attention. A nurse walks in and smiles at me smoothly.
"Glad your awake. How are you feeling?" She asks me in a Strictly business tone.
"F-fine." I croak out. My voice sounds horse and shaky.
"That's great!" She says in a sunny tone that makes me want to puke. " I'm going to check your vitals and then I'll let you rest."
I nod weakly.
She confines to ask annoying questions in her annoying peppy attitude. I want to scream at her to get the fuck out, but I don't. She leaves after about 10 minutes and then she walks back in and I can't even contain my anger anymore.
"GOD, will you please just let me rest now?" I ask making it clear that it's not a request. She looks hurt , but I don't care.
" sorry they sent me to ask if you wanted to visit with your mother?" She says
Quietly seeming to have lost her peppiness.
She has a good question though , do I want to see my mom? Before my brain can say Anything my mouth is saying yes.
My mother walks in and stops short when she sees me. I see tears form up in her eyes and that irritates me.
"Don't you dare cry." I say through gritted teeth.
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Daddy's little psycho
Horroryoung Allison discovers a dark secret from her mothers past and it haunts her. Her dad comes back after hes been gone for several years. Allison's mother always told her that her dad was dead! why would her mother lie to her? maybe because her dad...
