Chapter3: The cold,raw truth

Dustins point of veiw. Will he be able to run away from his cycotic home for memories sake or is it for somthing else.

Chapter 3

I hurt the prettiest girl in the world I thought. How could have I let that happen . I got her in this fix any way. But then I remembered the reason why I loathed he so much . She has parents I muttered. Two in fact and I have one . I looked at Octavia’s parents and snapped myself out of it. They were going to just let a man suck all of the water out of her destroying her . I remember the exact second I threw her . I just had to clear her from my mind . My father smiled walking past me a triumphant smile. Something inside me wanted to crack so bad . I walked behind him. You know I say Mommm.. He whirls around angrily she’s gone! She never came back . I sadly shock my head ever since moms death he had been trying to convince himself that she had abandoned us. The ways he was handling his anger was never to be approved . His face was a blotchy red . He adjusted his tie and looked ahead . Dad will we be able to come back. He turned towards the gray elevator pressed the button and answered . No he said . Scott didn’t want to share his share of the profits and deals . Oh I murmured

You know our parent’s work together? I turn around and frown and say what do you know about my momma and dad. Nothing she say’s defensively. I can barely look into her beautiful blueberry colored eyes. I could see that I hurt her. Later on I had become immune to the hurt it brought me . It just felt like a slight pang of remorse like the pain after the dentist pulls out a tooth.

I broke down at that second. Are you coming my dad shrilled . “ I can’t ,” I breathe. Yes you can he says stepping inside the elevator.

I have to do something I say my head down. I have to fix what I messed up I run down the hallway and burst through the door. I take a stick of gum out of my pocket and place it on the camera. In the bed a frazzled Octavia sits there curled up in a help less ball.

Mommy. Please get up . Her green eyes twinkle. With sadness . Don’t leave I cry grabbing hold of her shirt my six year old face red and tear streaked. Just remember she says. I’ll always be in here. She presses her finger against my shirt. I scream please don’t leave me mommy I love you. I won’t do anything bad anymore. Take care of your father. When he goes in that state of mind just know that I am real . I watched as she took her last breath. My father on a business trip .

I remember that well. You won’t die I say and I go towards Octavia . She’s crying hard they stabbed her with many needles I can tell by her quickly healing wrist. Her face is bruised. Don’t hurt me she whimpers scooting away her hair is messed up. I touch her arm softly. Don’t worry I say softly. She looks at me they held me down she says . Took my blood. The hit m with hard metal objects if I didn’t obey or I fell. They told me this would be the last time I saw light. I grabbed her wrist and said your going to see light again . We just got to get outta here. I take the Iv cords out and un attach her I grab her and run out of the room . The doctors outside with a tray of fresh needles. What are you doing the doctor says picking up a needle. I eye its sharp point. Your holding government property he says. You will be sentenced after putting her down . Your trying to kill her I say. I grab a needle and stab the doctor and take off running. What I just did weighs on my shoulders like two concionciuses . You might have killed him one said RUN! I run down the identical hallways tripping on my shoes. I see an automatic door and I run out. I hop in the cab the driver gives us a questioning look . Drive! I yell . The driver steps on the pedal and lets the tires squeal. We drive away quickly I lean back in the seat and prepare for he long journey we’d have .Octavia’s head is in my lap peacefully snoring . Drive as far as you can I say to a well guarded place.

Author's Note

ignore grammar pls