Omg, My stupid computer, I HATE IT! Ughh It breaks and breaks! Anyways, ENJOY THE STORY, no matter how short!
McKenzie tugged her summer dress off of the hanger in her small closet. She wanted to look like a princess tonight. She grabbed a key off her mother's dresser and made her way to Ally's closet. She opened her pageant trunk and pulled out her Vera Bradley makeup case and went to work. I took a good 45 minutes, but the end result was worth it. She looked amazing; she was a pro at this.
"Kenzie, have you seen my…" Ally stopped dead in her tracks. "McKenzie?" Kenzie looked down at her sandals.
"I just wanted to look pretty like you Mommy," she mumbled to her feet. Ally's heart swelled with love. She knelt down and kissed her daughter's head. She smiled up at Ally and skipped away to her room. Ally chuckled and got herself ready.
It was almost a full hour before Ally was ready. McKenzie was VERY impatient with her mother. She had a short temper- just like Tyler. It amazed Ally how much they were alike, hell, it KILLED her. Raising McKenzie was probably the hardest thing she'd ever done, not because she was alone. Just because she had a little Tyler EVERYWHERE she went. Not that she didn't love McKenzie. Her daughter was the only thing keeping her breathing at the moment. She adored her daughter, and everything about her.
"MOTHER, I'M GROWING IMPATIENT!" McKenzie bellowed from the kitchen. Ally chuckled to herself and grabbed her purse.
"Well it's about TIME!" McKenzie tapped her foot expectantly. Ally shot her a look that could kill and McKenzie instantly shut her mouth. She checked her hair in the mirror and rummaged in her purse for her pocketknife. It never hurt to be safe. She motioned for her daughter and pulled open the door.
"Come dear, we have a long walk," McKenzie groaned and trudged after Ally.
A little over thirty minutes later, they were walking down a back ally to get to the Hawkins' loft faster.
"Mommy, I have a bad feeling about this ally thing," McKenzie whispered in a warning tone.
"Don't be silly honey; nothing's going to happen," Ally reasoned, trying to reassure herself more than her daughter.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" Ally froze. McKenzie pressed against her mother, her heart beating faster than that roadrunner thing in Looney Tunes. "Aw, don't be scared. I won't hurt you too badly. I think I'll bat you around a little, and fuck your mother senseless," The stranger said cockily. Ally's heart stopped. She turned on her heel to face the stranger, flicking open her pocketknife as she turned.
"You're going to what?" she hissed.
"I SAID I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU SENSELESS!" He roared at her, pointing a gun at McKenzie. Ally's eyes widened. Her baby, her little Tyler, could DIE.
"Fine, rape me. But don't touch her, please! She's all I have left of him. I can't lose her."
"Good girl, now take off your clothes!" Ally started to cry as she pulled off her jacket.
"Please don't make me, PLEASE!" She begged. McKenzie trembled, she'd never seen her mother like this before.
"Hurry the FUCK up!" The creepy man yelled. Ally sobbed. Where was Tyler when she needed him?
"Excuse me, but I BELIEVE she told you to STOP!" Ally looked up from her tears and gasped.
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