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Hell?

  It was pretty late at night, and a woman and her son were at a park, since her son BEGGED her if they could. She couldn't say no to him, so here they were.

   "Come on Aaron! We don't wanna be late for dinner at grandma's!" A young women, about the age of 20, yelled to her son, who was on the other side of the park from her. A boy, about five years old, with sandy blonde hair and bright green eyes, get up from the sand box.

  "Okay Mommy!" He yells back and runs over to his mother. He stops in front of her looks up at her with a big grin plastered on his face. The woman had long straight, blonde hair and very bright blue eyes that, to the son, was twinkling like the pretty night stars behind her. The young woman smiles back at him and grabbed his small hand, holding it tightly with her large one. She leads him down a street, so they could head home for dinner.

  "What are we eating?" Aaron asked his mother. She looks down at him and shakes her head with a teasing smirk. 

  "That's a surprise, birthday boy~!" She cooed teasingly to her son. The two walked down the dark streets of their very nice, home town, the streets were only lit by the few light poles every ten feet, making it hard to see clearly. There also happen to be no one in sight. Guess it being Thanksgiving made sense that there was no one out. 

Aaron skipped happily as he held his mother's hand, humming some song he heard from earlier in the day.

  "Why hello there, pretty lady~!" A voice called from the ally the two were starting to walked by. Aaron's mother quickly hid him behind her body as she tried to walk faster past the ally to get the hell out of there.

*Clair's P.O.V*

The second I heard a random guy's voice call out to me, I quickly protected my son and tried to get him out of here before something bad happens. Out of the corner of my eye, a hand suddenly came out of the darkest and grabbed my forearm before we could get away. 

I was then quickly pulled into the dark ally, I was about to scream for help, but the man's other hand was clasped over my mouth. In the dark i notice there was another man with a gun, that was resting in his hand.

 I pushed Aaron away from me, so he could get the hint and run, but him being a five year old. He falls to the ground and cries, wanting me to pick him up and kiss it better.

   "I'm going to some much fun wi-OI SHUT THE BRAT UP!" The drunken man holding me, yelled to his friend. The huge man grabs my son by his hair and pulls him up.

  "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU NOSY BRAT!" He screamed at Aaron's face. Aaron just cries louder, now in pain and scared. I growled and lifted my foot up and stomp my heel in the skinny guy's foot while biting on the hand around my mouth. He yelps and pulls away from me. I push him off me and run over to me son.

  "LET HIM GO YOU BASTARD!" I yelled and kick the huge man's groin area. He drops my son and falls to the ground, holding his groin. I catch Aaron and held him close to me as he cries into my chest. 

I pet his hair softly and shush him. "It's okay....Mama's here. Your safe." I whispered to him. I pull him away and smiled at him. Suddenly I felt a pain in my lower stomach, I gasped in pain as blood starts creeping out of the corner of my mouth.

   "M-M-momma! Y-your bleeding!" Aaron cried as he looks at my stomach. I look down and saw a knife sticking out of my body.  

   "That's what you get you bitch!" The drunken lard chuckled darkly behind me. I felt him sharply pull the knife out of me. I slowly fall to the side and look up at my crying son. I reach my hand out to him as I try to  sit up, but the pain stopped me.