~Carol's POV~
I was sipping a martini when I heard the phone ring. "Hello?"
"Carol!"
"Yes?"
"Dylan's gone! I can't find her anywhere. She didn't come home after school. I though she was with that Ashton boy, but he just called me and said she left school early and he hadn't seen her all day." He said quickly. I could only pick up every other word.
"I'll be right over!" I promised.
I grabbed my purse and rushed out the door. I searched around in my bag keys, but couldn't find them. I turned to run back into the house, but there was a person standing at my front door.
A teenage girl to be exact. I sat there for a moment waiting for her to leave, but she stood there unmoving. "Umm... Hello?... Who are you?"
As the girl turned to me and I saw blood pouring down her arm. Her mouth opened as if to say something, but nothing can out.
Instead she collapsed.
My instincts kicked in and I picked up the girl and rushed her inside.
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Sorry about the short chapters! I don't have a lot of time to write right now....
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Why Daddy? Why?
Non-FictionAfter Dylan's mom dies in a car accident, her little brother kills himself. All she has left is her abusive father, and Ashton.
