Chapter 13.

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"Missed me?"

I opened the door and gasped. I think I'm gonna have a heart attack.

It was back. I couldn't call them a her or him. They were an it. A monster.

There it stood. Bearing darkness to the world around her. A monster in pure daylight. As soon as I layed eyes on her worn out body, she was literally skin and bones, her blonde (going gray) hair looked like it has been falling our during stress or something, because now it reached to her shoulders, before, it reached mid ribs. Her green eyes looked worn out and tired with a darkness around them, her lips were chapped.

She still have me the shivers, but what is she doing here? How did she get here?

My mother is supposed to be in prison for gods sake.

"I'll ask again, missed me?" My mother spat. Obviously the hatred that filled her and her bitterness hasn't gone.

"Not one little bit." I spat back. Trying to keep my tears at bay from the shock of seeing her.

"Don't worry. I didn't either," she said. "Now, aren't you gonna invite me in?"

"No." I said, making sure I was covering every inch that she could get past.

"I think you might wanna invite me inside." She spat, pushing past me.

Her strength was still undeniable as she literally sent me flying when she pushed past me.

"I'm gonna call the cops!" I said.

"Yeah, you fucking dare, you'll see what'll happen if you do." She said.

Where the fuck is Mandy?

"So. How's the life of a criminal?" I spat.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She said, inching closer to me.

"H-How'd you get out?" I asked nervously.

"Well, stupid cells were easy to kick down. And, nobody could stop me. And you were my first visit." She said.

"Please don't hurt me...please leave..." I whispered.

"You think, I'm just gonna leave you alone? No. I think you deserve...a little something from my behalf." She said.

"Ruining my life is enough of a memory. You're a bitch, did you know that? You're sick. Ill. You need help." I said. But that earned me a slap in the face, and me to cry in pain.

"Mmm...that felt good to do." She said.

"Please..." I mumbled. "Stop..."

I was too shocked to be able to think straight. I knew this woman was actually crazy, she would kill me. Since it was me who told the cops about her...she hated me even more now. And I'm sure she'd like to get revenge on me.

"Hm...who is there to stop me? Your 'daddy' isn't here. So I can do whatever I want." She said, a mischevious smirk played on her face.

I was mute. I can't speak due to the shock. Her eyes filled with hatred, she took long steps towards me, and I took steps back, until I couldn't take any more steps and I was pressed against the wall, she was now only about a foot away from me. Her eyes threatened me.

"Hm...little miss clever hey? Calling coppers on me? I told you to shut your yap or you'd pay. And now...you're gonna pay." She spat.

I was trembling, and if it wasn't for the wall behind me, I would have collapsed. Her eyes were reddening.

Holy fuck. Michael, where are you when I need you?

My arms moved on pilot and I tried to push her away. Bad move, Brooke, bad move.

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