Sarah's POV
"Sarah!" my mom called from downstairs.
"What?" I yelled back. then before she could answer I heard the ringing of the house phone. all I could think about was that it was my father who is in the war with Pakistan. I raced downstairs and found my mother clutching the black telephone to her ear. she slowly nodded and the phone fell to the floor and she sunk to her knees.
"Who was it? is dad coming home?" I asked eagerly trying to get her to talk, move, do something! all she did was look at me with hollow eyes that didn't show any emotion. I knew that look. She had that look in her eyes after grandpa died.
"Sarah, daddy is dead. he got hit by a bullet in the stomach and died of internal bleeding. they say his last words were 'tell Sarah I love her' and then he passed away." As she said that it all came to me at once, like I was running into a brick wall. And I started to sob hysterically.
"The funeral is in a month." she said. As she went into the liquor cabinet that was above the fridge. she got out the biggest one and started taking shots.
"I'm scared mom. are we gonna be okay?" I asked. "I'm starting to worry about you. you've never drank in your life." I commented as she took like her 20th shot and then she turned around in her heels and slapped me! I saw a hard, angry look in her eyes and knew the real her wasn't there anymore, and she never will be.
"You little bitch!" she yelled as she kicked me in the stomach. and I was laying flat on my back from the impact. " his last wish should've been about ME! Not some ungrateful ugly mistake!" Mistake? mistake!
" This is hard in me too ya know!" I shot back and could hear the echoes of shouting after years of laughter going throughout the halls. she got PISSED! She started screaming and kicking and punching me and telling me to get out so I did as told but took her wallet from her to catch a cab to my uncles. house and ran out the door. Then I realizes I had never met my uncle and that only my dad went to go see him. Damn.
--------2 days and 4 cab rides later--------
I knocked on the big black and red doors at the front entrance of where my uncles supposedly lives. A lady with red hair said hello to me and asked who I was. I was gonna argue with her but I was too tired so I told her I was the neice of uncle snake. she had a surprised expression on her face and told me that he didn't have any relatives and that I had to leave. Suddenly I saw a guy in all black come to the door. but before I said anything I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything for 2 days and then I got light headed and the floor was coming up quick. the last thing I remember is 2 strong arms catching me under my armpits.
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Snake Eyes' Neice
Teen FictionWhen a 13 year old girls father was KIA and her mother feels so alone and angry at the world that she becomes an alcoholic and abuses her. her only choice is to run away and go to her godfather. But all she knows of him is where he lives? Will he be...