Abby's Ultimate Dance Competition-season of love?
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  • Reads 37,693
  • Votes 391
  • Parts 43
  • Time 5h 34m
Complete, First published Aug 15, 2015
As our red SUV pulled into our gray driveway, I saw the mailman drive away. My mom parked the car and I hopped out, my feet making a soft 'thud' as they hit the ground and grabbed my dance bag from the trunk. 

"Honey go get the mail." My mom told me. I nodded and headed down our cemented driveway. I opened the mailbox door and heard the familiar squeak. I grabbed the mail and closed the door. As I headed up the driveway I shuffled through the mail. Mom, dad, mom, dad, dad, and me? I never get mail. I carefully opened the Manila envelope and scanned over the letter. I squealed and ran inside.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes