After 6 weeks of being stuck at Cameron's place only going out to my doctor's appointments, I made the decision to pack up my stuff and leave his house while he was at work. I needed to be by myself. I needed time to process everything that has happened and I can't with Cam hanging around.
It is a little after 9am. Cameron has been at work for just over an hour. This is my time to get myself moving and my stuff packed up. I hobble room to room. This moon boot is making things ten times harder but I need to keep going. It takes me an hour and a half to get everything of mine from around the place back to my room.
I am shoving everything into the suitcase, trying to move as quickly as I can. Knowing Cameron, he will be back here at 1pm for lunch. I need to be gone by then. I grab my phone and pull up my uber app. I book at car for 11:30. Zipping up my suitcase is beginning to be a struggle
Lucille- "I knew I should have packed it properly"
I sit on my case to add more weight to get it zipped up. Struggling to get it together and get myself off the case, I pause. My head is a mess and my heart is hurting. I know Cameron is going to be pissed but I need to do what is best for me and right now being by myself is what I need to do.
Looking at the clock it is now 11:20am. Time is flying by this morning. It is making my head hurt more. I grab a piece of paper and a pen to leave Cam a note.
Lucille- "Cameron. I am sorry I have left without saying anything to you but this is what is best for me. I need time by myself to process everything that has happened, not just in the past 7 weeks but all of my life. I am a 24 year old who has only just found out her Mother is a monster. I am thankful to you for all the assistance you have given me, but now it is time for me to learn to live on my own and look after myself. I will be in contact with you when I am ready. Good luck finding my mother and bringing her to justice. I have left the phone behind. I'll miss you and your goofy ways but this is for the best. Lucille xx"
I fold the letter up and write Cameron's name on the front of the paper. I leave the phone on top of the letter and make my way out of the door, picking up my suitcase on the way through. I lock the door and pull it closed behind me, just as the uber is pulling up. Walking down to the uber is a struggle and the driver notices. He comes running over grabbing my suitcase and takes it to his car.
Lucille- "Thank you"
He nods his head at me and then jumps into the driver seat. I give him an address to take me to. He pops it into his GPS and we start off down the road. I don't look back at Cameron's place. I know if I do, I will be more than likely to tell the driver to stop and let me out.
**
We have arrived at the address I gave to the uber driver. The property belongs to my grandparents. They are no longer with us but we couldn't sell their house when they passed on. The house is in ruins but with a little TLC I reckon I could have it back up to scratch.
I pick up the front door key from inside the potted plant on the door step. The house is full of dust and cobwebs. The place smells like mold and old people. I slowly go around and open any windows that will open. I pull the sheet off the couch and take a seat on it. Remembering how soft the couch was I ended up laying down on it. I closed my eyes and let the darkness consume me.
**
I am startled awake from my nap. There is loud banging coming from the back end of the house. I slowly get myself into a sitting position. Cursing myself out for not taking the phone with me. I get to my feet and slowly shuffle down the hallway towards the banging. Opening the door to what used to be my grandparents room I scream
Lucille- "AHHHHHHHHHHHH"
The one person I never wanted to see again is standing in front of me holding a gun up to my face
Mary- "It's good of you to join me Lucille. Let's play a game"
My body is shaking, my heart is racing and the cold sweat is running down my face.
Lucille- "W-what are you doing here?"
Mary- "This place belonged to my parents Lucille. Why wouldn't I be here?"
Lucille- "Because you didn't care for your parents"
Mary- "House is still mine though. But you being here dear little daughter is making my life so much easier. So how about that game"
Lucille- "Fuck off"
Mary- "I will give you to the count of 10 to run. Once I reach 10 I will start shooting. If you get hit, that's on you"
Mary starts counting to 10. I stand there still shocked
Mary- "1"
Mary- "2"
My body is frozen in place. I will my legs to move but my body betrays me
Mary- "3"
Mary- "4"
Lucille- "Just shoot me. Fuck your stupid little game"
Mary looks at me. She takes the safety off the gun, cocks it and raises it to my head
Mary- "Say hi to your daddy for me"
*BANG*
I drop to the ground. Waiting for the pain, but it doesn't come. The screaming I do hear though
Mary- "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Boots walk over to Mary
Brandon- "I told you Mary. You weren't to kill her. Why do women never listen to us males. We are the superior sex after all"
I open my eyes to see Brandon standing over my mother. He had shot her in the arm. I slowly start pulling myself away from them.
Brandon- "Where do you think you are going pretty lady?"
Lucille- "Away from you"
Brandon- "That's no way to speak to your future husband"
I laugh at him
Brandon- "I wouldn't be laughing if I was you. I am the one with the gun"
Lucille- "I wouldn't marry you even if you were the last man on earth. You are a disgusting piece of shit and if you were on fire I wouldn't even piss on you to put it out"
I know I shouldn't have said that. The look on his face is of pure hatred. I have seen that face before though. He looks a lot like Adam when he got angry with me.
Brandon must notice how I am looking at him
Brandon- "Have you made the connection yet Lucille?"
I stare in his eyes. Trying to come up with any feasible idea
Brandon- "Come on Luce, it shouldn't be that hard to work it out"
Lucille- "No, it can't be"
Brandon- "What can't be?"
Lucille- "Are you related to my ex husband?"
Brandon- "Ding ding ding, we have a winner. Winner, winner chicken dinner. Gosh you are so cute Lucille. Just a pity you met him before me"
Lucille- "What the fuck is going on?"
Brandon- "Story time"
Brandon winks at me
Brandon- "So your lovely mother dearest, planted Adam in your path all those years ago. She knew what you wanted to be after school. She made sure Adam kept you away from the journalism you wanted to pursue but he seemed to have things pre-occupying him. For example fucking your best friend"
Mary- "You fucked her too Brandon. Remember I walked in on you balls deep in Amy just the other day"
I could feel the bile rising up in the back of my throat. I was unfortunate enough to not have the time to swallow it back down before it escaped my mouth all over Brandon's legs and feet.
Brandon- "You sick fucking b-tch"
Before I knew what was happening, the darkness had taken over and consumed my every thought.
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