Give me a reason to believe

Frank P.O.V

It's been like a week since the sleepover. I've been pretty fine since then, school has been closed because of snow covering the streets. I haven't been outside in a while, even to take my dog out. But I don't care, I have food here. Besides I could be alone for years and I wouldn't care. People make fun of me, so why do I need them.

"Frank!" My mom calls me.
"Yea?" I really don't want to talk to anyone right now.
"Something happened... Come here please."
ugh, what now?
"Yea what is it?" I say coming down the stairs.
"It's about Kit-Kat."
what did my idiot dog do now?
"Ye-" I get cut off by seeing my dad carrying Kit-Kat in his hands covered in blood.
I just stare at her. She has marks on her like she was ran over,
"What happened?" I run over to her.
"She was ran over by a truck. We let her out, and she ran through the road."
"Why didn't you let her out in the fenced in backyard? Where this could've been avoided." I run upstairs, we got fences put up for a reason, so she could be safe. I just, I'm gonna lay down, everything is dizzy.





I blacked out.

Notes

Sorry it's short, and I know I'm late, you can yell at me if you want to, but I hope you enjoy. Even though this is really sad. But oh well.

- Panty Poison