Abby's POV
Another night with little to no sleep. Except for this particular night, I got no sleep. My parents have been arguing all night.
"Willow is evil, what? Abby has a boyfriend." My dad yells.
"I don't know, Liam. And Peter, he is a good guy. Willow tranquilized Abby, and Peter took her home." My mom says agitated.
"WILLOW DID WHAT!?" Dad yells.
"OH SHUT UP YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH ABBY NOT EATING, SLEEPING, OR EVEN TALKING WHEN WILLOW WENT EVIL. AND YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH HER WHEN A BUILDING FELL ON HER!" My mom cries and yells.
"WHAT?" Dad yells in return.
"WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN WHEN I GO BACK TO THE ARMY? I MOVED THIS FAMILY TO BLAIRSVILLE SO WE WOULD BE SAFE, NOW BUILDINGS ARE FALLING ON PEOPLE!" Dad yells back.
"I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO I CAN'T DO THIS RIGHT NOW!" Mom yells "I'M LEAVING FOR MY BUSINESS TRIP EARLY." Then she groans. A few minutes later I hear the door slam.
I go to my desk and start crying. It is the only thing that makes sense right now. I look out my window, and I see Ida and Isaiah sitting on the couch- watching a movie probably.
I close the blinds on my window and put in my earbuds. Unconditionally by Katy Perry comes on. I go on my computer and start looking for a dress for homecoming. I find a cute floral one and decide to order it. I take out my earbuds and start humming out of nervous habit. I lay on my bed trying to sleep when I hear a crash. I jerk up and run to my window. I look out to see my mom's car flipped over. I run outside and get to the car as fast as I can. Dad calls 911. I hear my moms breathing become more shallow...
Peter runs out and helps me lift my mom out of the car. She has a cut on her side. I pull out the piece of glass that caused the cut. Her eyelids are covered with glass. And her hands look like she just committed murder.
"Please Mom stay with me." I cry.
The ambulance arrives and they say she is gonna be ok my dad goes with them.
Me and Peter stand on the road.
"How did this happen?" I ask.
"I did it." A familiar voice said from behind me.
"Willow," Peter says standing up. I can't say I'm surprised that it was her, but I was disappointed. Maybe there was a sliver of hope inside of me that kept me wishing that maybe Willow could come back. Maybe she wasn't completely out of reach. That hope was shattered when I turned around to face her.
I walk up to Willow and yell in her face, tears streaming down my face.
"HOW COULD YOU!?" I yell.
Tears fall down my cheek. "I thought there was still good in you. I thought maybe it could be okay, like when we were little kids. When we used to play together we wouldn't hurt each other. Why can't you just stop? Why can't everything go back to the way it was, and-"I collapse into tears before I can say any more. " I hope you are very aware of the destruction you've caused. Mom might die. I hope you lie in bed and think about the terrible, awful things that you've done." I finish.
"And I thought you loved me." She says then she runs away.
I want to go after her, but Peter puts his hand on my shoulder to stop me. I stay with Peter that night. When we get there his Aunt gives me a hug. Even though I insist I don't need it. I don't sleep that well, but I didn't expect to.