"Hey, hon," Jane said. "When are you going to be home tonight?"
"I have to work late," Matthew said.
A likely story.
"Don't forget the rehearsal dinner is tomorrow so don't work yourself too hard," Jane said, giving her fiance a kiss.
*proceeds to throw up*
2:00 PM
Matthew: Hey ;)
Lucy (really Jane): Hey
Matthuew: You ready for tonight?
Lucy (really Jane): I thought you said you had to work late.
Matthuew: Nope
Matthuew: Tonight im yours
Lucy (really Jane): Matthuew?
Matthuew: Yeah
Lucy (really Jane): Who are you texting right now?
Matthuew: You?
Lucy (really Jane): No
Lucy (really Jane): What's my name?
Matthuew: Lucy?
Lucy (really Jane): No
Lucy (really Jane): This is your fiance
"This is your fault!" Matthew yelled, throwing open the door and storming into the house towards where Eva and Mare sat at the table on either side of Eva's mom.
"Girls, go outside," Jane said.
"They hell they are!" Matthew yelled, slapping Mare across the face.
"Stay away from her!" Eva yelled, standing up from the table.
"Why should I?" Matthew argued, striking Mare again.
"She's your daughter!" Eva yelled.
"No, she's not," Matthew snarled. "Her parents died in a car crash when she was a baby. My first wife saved her and we raised her, but she's not mine. She never has, and she never will be." He raised his hand to hit her again, but Jane stepped in between them.
Mare ran to Eva and the two of them ran from the house.
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General Fiction[COMPLETED] The narrator doesn't care about the events of the story and decides to just be sarcastic about it. Trigger Warning: Mentions of self-harm, suicide, and abuse. You may want to skip Chapter Eleven and Fifteen. I summarize what happens at...
