A/N: I OWN NOTHING BUT COMMIT, AND PROFANITY
Letter
Dear Reader,
Hell. Is something I'm forced to live through No longer. Ello, I'm Commit. C. Cloud. My Mother Alice Cloud died of Lung Cancer when I was 6 for the last 6 years My Father Albert Cloud Abused me. He thinks it's my fault she died. "It's all your fault. You and your abnormal eyes." The bastard would say. It's all a lie. Everything will be different today.....Mother if your listing......Please guide me through this......Please
Your friend,
Commit Classified Cloud 1-12-16
Commit's Pov
I was cooking dinner for Father. Nothing fancy but soup. He was at the table staring at me and drank his disgusting beer. Getting drunk again? Really? Dumb Ass.
"The Food done, Bitch" Father asked me.
"Yes Sir" I put a hot bowl of Taco soup in front of him. Albert Scarfed it down in five seconds. Time to strike. I thought and walked behind him and stabbed him in the head with a kitchen knife.
"Filthy Ass, You deserved This." I said as he dropped dead I was so Happy then it was blown away. The front door kicked down In a instance. I looked to a man stood there.
"So-a Wanna take my Kill-a?" The man said in a WW2 Italian uniform with a thick Italian Accent.
"Who the hell are You?!" I asked the man.
"What's the point-a in telling? Your going-a to die where you-a stand." He said and pulled out a knife.
"Um.....Not today!!!!!" I ran out the back door and fast as I Could Into the woods. I soon stopped behind a tree to breath. Where I lived was a good no where near a town. There was foot steps in the woods.
"Little girl, Where-a Are you? I Want-a play a game....Your-a Alice's kid right?" I heard the man yell and I was triggered by Hearing my Mothers name. The Foot steps stopped and I had a sigh of relief. I looked behind the tree.
"Must've Gave up...." I Mumbled and turned around only to face him.
"I-a Think your wrong." He said in a low tone. "Now-a Answer my question, Your-a Alice Cloud's Kid-a Right?" He asked.
"Yeah why?" I answered and Asked.
"God Dammit." He said. "I'll-a Spare you for now-a." He told me and walked away. "Oh and you might-a not want to tell-a the cops, Or you'll-a see your maker." The man warned and walked out of my sight.
"Who the Hell is he?" I wonder. Then I heard a Voice.
"Commit Stay away from him please. He's bad news for you." I heard.......It was my Mothers voice. I hear her when something is happening. I usually listen but this time I can't.
"Sorry Mama, But I can't..." I Mumbled and walked back to the house
TO BE CONTINUED
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A/N: Sorry for deleting another book, But my brain went dead for that and now new Story line please forgive me. Check out my story on quotve.com! k!
