Dash's p.o.v

There are times when people don't think straight… this is one of those.

I just saw Carly with blood splattered on her… did she find my dad already?!

"Cult ambushed me in the downtown area… things got out of control." Carly says. Okay, she didn't find him yet but the cult found her and she and Johnny killed them… in self defense.

This week has been nothing but chaotic killings and senseless beatings… Carly's not really a kid anymore but she should be living a normal life.

"Packie… told me what happened… did Ivory-" I say, Carly shaking her head.

"Ivory was going to but my dad and Johnny showed up in time… Ivory even held the knife to my neck." Carly says.

It's at that point my own rage towards my dad resurfaces… if I stuck around him, I would've had no real childhood.

If Ivory had gotten what he wanted, Carly would've truly lost who she was.

The look in Carly's eyes is too much to handle… I pull her into my arms, trying to calm her down. Her arms wrapped around me, like my sister's used to when she got upset.

Right now, Carly's emotions are surfacing… she can't keep them bottled up and neither can I.

Carly's p.o.v

Okay, I didn't expect this… Packie said that Dash isn't normally outwardly comforting to new people.

"We bottle it up for too long, it eventually comes crashing out of us." Dash says, rubbing her hand up and down my back. She's right, eventually our emotions take over no matter how much we try to suppress them.

Hearing how Dash was treated by her father made me think of how Ivory tortured me and what Amanda said afterwards.

"Whatever he did to you, you deserved it!"

That was when I stopped thinking of Amanda as my mother… because she didn't want me around, called me a fucking mistake and even after Ivory treated me like that, Amanda basically treated me like I was nothing to her.

I look around… where the hell has my dad gone off to?

"He said he had something to settle with Amanda… things might get ugly between them." Dash says before we let go… oh, damn.

Cultists roaming the city, David Erics trying to hunt us down and Dad's decided to go deal with Madam Godzilla?!

Oh… fuck!

Michael's p.o.v

"Oh, you finally came back-" Amanda starts to snipe at me.

"I want you out of this house, Madam Godzilla!" I say before both of us could think, Amanda's eyes widening in shock and anger.

Yeah, like she has any fucking right to be angry after how she's treated me and Carly.

"I'm not the one that should leave, Michael! If anyone should leave, IT'S YOU AND THAT LITTLE BITCH!" Amanda says, shouting the last part.

"If anyone's been a bitch, it's you! Not Carly!" I yell furiously.

Amanda smirked at me, chuckling a bit.

"Yeah, you're right… Carly's not a bitch. She's a little slut who's gonna get into a lot of trouble one day! Either way, I want her out of this house!" Amanda says.

"You're not kicking her out! It's you who's no longer welcome here and-" I say, taking my wedding ring off and throwing it into the trash can in the kitchen. "-no longer welcome in my life! I called a divorce lawyer and if you don't leave-" I say, Amanda pulling a knife on me.

"I can handle a divorce… but I AM NOT LEAVING!" Amanda says, yelling as she aimed the knife at my heart.

"LSPD! Drop the fucking knife and put your hands on your head!" We hear an officer shout as he runs in, aiming the Combat Pistol at her… I guess the neighbors called the cops after so many years of not so domestic bliss.

The knife fell out of Amanda's hand and she lowered her arms, allowing herself to be cuffed and taken out of the house.

I walk upstairs after hearing the police cruiser leave and grab as many duffel bags and suitcases as possible, packing everything that belongs to Amanda and taking it downstairs, writing a note.

"If the harpy from hell gets out on bail, take this to wherever she's staying at!"

I leave the note by the bags and suitcases before leaving… right now, I need to make sure none of the others have killed each other or gotten killed.