The blood poured from the kitchen sink. She stood on the floor paralyzed in fear. She hadn't meant to do it but she had had no choice. She couldn't stop herself any longer. She had wanted to feel loved, she had wanted to feel beautiful and so she made a mistake. She had made a big mistake. The panic attack was starting to set in but she made herself breathe. She had to think of what to do next. Wash the knife, clean the sink and than what? What did you do in these situations? Call 911? Call the police? No .. no she couldn't do that. She couldn't tell anyone. She could call Dad. Maybe he'd understand. But what i he didn't ? Maybe she should just attempt to hide it. Noone would notice if she didn't show up to work tommrow. Noone would notice if they wernt screaming at each other tonight - had anyone even noticed before? Would it have been self defense?Would she get arrested? Maybe theyd sympathsize if they saw the bruises she was covered in. Maybe she wouldn't spend the rest of her life in prison. She was an idiot. Maybe she wasn't dead. But taking her to the hospital shed have to explain why her mother was covered in bloody cuts and why her arm was broken.What if she was dead? The longer she sat there and waited the more chance she was dead. Maybe she should just shot them both and they'd never figure out what happened. It be easier than explaning at the hospital wouldn't it? Where did her father keep the pistol? Upper kitchen cabinet. She pulled it out and pointed it towards her mothers head . She couldn't force herself to pull the trigger. It slammed against the cold tile floor.
She was at a lose for ideas she didn't know what to do . She had no idea where to go from here so she did what she had to ; she called 911.
" This is 911 whats your emergency"
" Um yes um someone snuck into our house and tried to kill me and my mother"
" Do you need police service"
" NO! Just an ambulance i mean "
" There's two of you hurt? "
" Yes"
" So two ambulances"
" Yes"
"Whats the address"
" 1234 Mulberry lane"
" First responders are on there way"
They were never going to believe her story. She had to get up the courage to shot . Atleast herself. They would save her mother and not her . But her mother would say horrible things about her. She had to shot them both . Her mother didn't deserve to live anyway. She picked up the gun one more time and pulled the trigger . The bullet slammed straight into her mothers head and there was silence . She had to pull the trigger to her own now. She had no choice. She couldn't do it. pills would be an easier and less painful way to die. The emts wouldn't notice an overdose. She grabbed every pill bottle in the house and downded it. The EMTS showed up five minutes later with her passed out and her mother dead.