DNA || Fillie

| 2 ~ Silence |

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Trigger warning ⚠️: abuse, underage alcohol, murder, profanity, drug use

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(Millie's POV)

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I breathed in, staring at my fathers terrifying eyes, that were basically bulging out of his skull. "There you are my little girl.. now, Can you go inside of the kitchen and wait for me? I have a surprise for you." His whole face expression changed, looking at me, with his large hands still gripping onto my mums wrists. "P-please just don't do anything to her." I sighed, letting more salty tears fall down from my red eyes.

"Oh hun, I'm not going to hurt her." He smiled at me, and I got chills, before opening the door and exiting. "You already have.." I whispered under my breath, and walked through my dark house and into the kitchen. I don't know why I didn't stay in there, he is capable of doing whatever he wants to do to her.

(Kelly's POV)

My "husband's" harsh grip on my wrists made them ache, and I hissed from the pain. He chuckled lowly, "sorry, does it hurt?" He asked me sarcastically, spitting in my face in the process. I just stood still, staring into his evil eyes that held horrible thoughts. His mind was a prison, without guards. The prisoners would escape and get to people, hurt them. But he wouldn't let anybody else enter. Only the people who do bad things, because he only accepted life threatening thoughts.

He let go of my wrists, and I immediately gasped from the relief. "Come here." He sternly insisted and I slowly walked towards him, he headed towards the garage, and I followed behind him. Confusion and concern filled me, what was he leading me to? What was going to happen?

"Enter." Robert held the door open for me to enter the dark and empty garage. I couldn't see a thing and it startled me because something could easily happen to me when I can't see. I slowly walked in and I heard him close the door behind me. He didn't turn on the light. It just remained pitch black.

The last thing I felt was an aching pain in my head, before i fell unconscious.

(Millie's POV)

I stood in the kitchen, sitting on the ground, staring at the tiles and even counting the different shades of tiny dots it had. I lost the number I was at, when I heard a loud noise. I couldn't quite make out what it was, but it came from the front of my house. I got up slowly, using my hands to lift myself up from the cold hard ground. My heart started pounding inside of me, and it wouldn't stop.

I slowly went to the front of my house, through my dark, narrow hallway, dragging my hand against the wall. I reached the end of the hallway, and then hit the garage door. I shakily put my hand above it, and then twisting it slowly. When I opened it, only darkness revealed and no noises were to be heard. I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight, but nothing was there.

I glanced thoroughly around the garage, and I still found nothing. "Huh." I turned back around, after shutting my phone off and placing it back into my pocket gently. I walked back to my bedroom door, and tried entering. I wiggles I a few times before realizing it was locked. Fuck.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt her!" I yelled, and not even a slight noise, quieter than a mouse was to be heard. No voices, no bangs. Just silence. Dreadful silence.

Silence isn't good.

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I know I promised this chapter to be longer, but I have to divide it like this so there's a slight cliffhanger xo. How did y'all feel about this chapter?

-Savannah