Debbie’s Diary Episode 23
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DEBBIE’S DIARY
Episode 23
BY JENNIFER OWENS.
Debbie’s POV continues
The car moved closer so I ran in front of it but a hand pulled me back.
I turned to see Dylan with a teary eyes.
“you promised you weren’t gonna kill yourself ” he yanked at me.
“but I wasn’t, the car was the one not me” I sighed and continued going to no where exactly.
“it’s all the same, Debbie just stop this madness ” he yelled.
“oh I’m I going crazy now, well if you want me to stop then bring Liam back ” I pouted.
“you can’t so stop pestering my life” I said and continued going.
I felt a hand on my neck from behind and the next thing was a hard grip like a twist then I blacked out.
Dylan’s POV
Since she left the house, I’ve been following her to God knows where.
I saw her stand and looking at a car that was coming, I moved closer to her and stood behind her quietly.
The next thing I saw was her running into the front of the car but I was fast to pull her back.
She wasn’t listening to anything I was saying so I had to make her black out which is twisting the corner of her neck just above her shoulder.
I carried her in my arms and took her to my house.
I laid her on my bed and took the knife from her pocked then covered her with the blanket.
I freshened up and joined her and soon I drifted off to dreamland.
I woke up the next day but Debbie was still asleep so I went to freshen up.
I made sure that there was nothing in the room she could use to harm herself.
I came out of the shower and saw Debbie seated in the bed.
“want me to get you coffee or anything, are you hungry”i asked but she didn’t say anything.
She just got down from the bed and went into the shower.
She freshened up and came out with a towel around her chest.
“what do I wear now ” she asked looking at me.
“I’ll just get you one of Stacey’s clothes since she hasn’t taken them” I said and brought out all of Stacey’s clothes.
“your choice” I gestured my hand for her to choose anyone she wants to wear.
She took out a crazy black pant that was torn in the thigh and knee, then a white top and a leather jacket.
“what about shoes ” she asked and my eyes widened.
“are you going somewhere ” I asked
“just get me shoes” she said sternly and I opened the wardrobe where Stacey keeps her shoes.
She went there and took a pair of boots .
She went back to the bathroom and came out fully dressed.
OMG, she looks stunning but as a bad girl.
She smiled and went downstairs, I put on a short and a singlet and followed her.
Aunt wasn’t home, she went to work I guess. It’s just me and Debbie.
She went to the wine bar and took a whiskey.
“not that one, you are gonna get tipsy” I said and I earned a deadly glare from her.
She went to the kitchen and stood beside the counter. We stood in the kitchen looking at each other until she finally spoke.
“why won’t you let me kill myself ” she asked.
“because I love you and it’s not the right thing to do ” I said.
“then I’m gonna have to kill you” she said sternly and I smiled.
“you love me so you can’t do that ” I said still smiling.
“that was before not now, I don’t feel anything now, I’m emotionless and I DON’T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING OR ANYONE” she seethed.
“I doubt that” I scoffed.
She came closer to me with a hand at her back.
She looked into my eyes for a while and the next thing I felt was a sharp pain in my stomach like something pierced me.
I looked down and saw blood gushing out of my stomach.
I felt to the floor and held my stomach in pain.
I looked at her eyes but there were nothing. No emotions, no regrets, no pain.
She just stabbed me.
I held my stomach and slowly my vision was becoming blurry and my breathing was slow.
Debbie’s POV
Since Dylan will be a pest in my life, it’s better to get rid of him.
I took the knife on the kitchen counter without his awareness and I went closer to him, looked straight into his eyes and dug the knife into his stomach..
He fell to the floor and looked up to me with hurt in his eyes.
That’s what you get for being a pest in my life.
I dropped the knife and left the kitchen.
Time to rock. I took one last glance at him as he wince in pain and I left.
T. B. C
By Jennifer Owens
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