Cara's POV
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Luke parked in front of my house, the car ride was silent the whole time, but our fingers were laced together the whole time too. I hear the lock open and reach the handle.
'' Thanks, Luke.'' He smiles like a kid, and closes the car door. I strut to the wood door and swing it open. I turn back and see Luke his frosty eyes stared right into mine. He's waiting for me to be safe. I swerve my eyes into my house, and I see glass bits scattered onto the floor, picture frames knocked down. Our house looked like a mess. My eyes roam the floor and see red liquid stained on the floor. No.
No. Ginger.
My mind screams out Gingers name. She has to be okay. Nothing happened to her. The why do I have a feeling that she could be hurt.
'' Ginger!!!'' My voice cracks as I run up the flight of stairs, stepping on shards of glass laid out on the floor. I hear sobs run through her room. I run as quickly as I can, my eyes bawling out with tears. She's here. I dash through her stuffed animals scattered on her rug. I lean in quickly to give her a compact hug. Her hands dig through the dress I was wearing, all I can hear right now is the sobs of a 3 year old.
'' Ginger. Who did this?'' Her head lifts up from my chest, revealing the stains of blood dripping down her face. My heart breaks down as she mouths the painful words under her small voice.
'' M-mommy.'' I grab her face into my shoulder and keep on asking her questions. I didn't know what to do. My mother had tried to kill her own daughter. I tell Ginger to grab my hand and never let it go as I put her slippers on her cut feet, I don't want her to get cut with all the glass.
I take her slowly down the stairs and enter the kitchen. There she was. My mother was laying on the ground, her chest slowly breathing up and down. I couldn't help but notice. There was a glass shard inserted right into her hand. She had tried to do something.
I grab my phone and quickly call 911 reporting a unconscious woman.
God. What had she been trying to do?
I can't take it anymore. I can't stay here anymore knowing she'll hurt Ginger and I. I avoid the glass broken onto the floor, Ginger still in my grip. I take her into my arms, lifting her up.
Running to Luke's house.
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I ring the doorbell and quickly wipe away the tears on Ginger's face. The door opens, with Luke's eyes scattered onto Ginger. She was far worse than me, She had cuts on her face and legs.
'' Fuck. Cara What happened?'' He grabs my arm, leading Ginger into the kitchen. His outfit still the same as when he dropped me off. He must have just gotten home. Why? Why does my family always get screwed up? Why.
'' My mother is turning insane.'' He says nothing more than a simple sad look on his face. He takes a washcloth and dabs it on Gingers cuts. She winces at the pain, why did this have to happen to her. Why couldn't it happen to me? Or why couldn't it not happen. Luke keeps on dabbing the cuts while placing bandages once at a time. His face showed worry and some what a guilty face.
It had stayed like this, silent for the rest of the night. I tucked Ginger into bed already, her face with scars that will haunt me forever every time I stare at her. Her faint breaths echo away as I head down to Luke's room, where he was looking out at the window, listening to the noises of sirens and abulences.
'' Cara Do you want to tell me what the hell is going on?'' I set myself onto his cushions and stare at the red and blue lights reflecting off the dull window.
'' I came home. And I saw blood Luke. Blood. And I screamed and paniced, thinking that it was Ginger's or my mom's. God. Luke. My mother tried to kill Ginger.'' Luke sits down next to me, his hand rested on my dress showing comfort. The dress that was pink was filled with red stains.
'' Cara, you can stay at my house tomorrow. You don't have to go to school.'' My eyes on the verge of crying. My head shakes rapidly. I don't want to stay here. I want to be as far as I can be from my house.
But Ginger can't go to school like that tomorrow.
'' Ginger can stay at my neighbors house, their home always.'' I nod slightly while I nestle my head into his flannel. Luke has always been here for me. No matter what, he's here to comfort me. I didn't want to think about all these problems in my head, they were killing my heart as it is right now.
Please stop.
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Luke's POV
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Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
I hear Cara's phone ring loudly, I groan and lift her head up which was laid on mine. I quickly beam at the caller ID and its the hospital. I run out the room and grab her phone with me. It was 3 am. But still I had the urge that I don't want to miss this call.
'' Hello?'' I swpe the screen answering her call.
'' Is this Cara Torch?'' The woman had asked with a small voice. I bite my lip ring, nervous for the come.
'' No. But I have her. Safe.'' My arms crossed to my side. Why did I answer this call? I would have to tell Cara at some point about this. Trust me I didn't want to.
" Why whats wrong?" I ask with a adorned face. Wondering whats happening. Our lives are slowly, but surely dying down to a end.
" Her mother is un-stable."
" So she's insane."
" Insane. Is one way to put it."
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