It’s Christmas day and your mom had called you to come downstairs.
“Are you ready to open your presents?” your mom asked you.
“Yup,” you say, giving her a small smile. You walk over to the tree and sit beside the presents. “Which one should I open 1st?” you asked your mom. “Maybe the red one, honey,” she suggests.
You nodded and opened the present. “It’s a phone,” you said to yourself as you took off the wrapping.
You go to grab the yellow one but the door had burst open. There was a person dressed as Santa holding a collier flintlock revolver.
The person shot your mother in the head and you watched as her small body fell to the floor. You let out a loud scream at the sight of blood oozing from your mother’s head and her brain splattered on the wall behind her.
“Missed me, baby?” The person dressed in the Santa suit asked. Your face morphed into confusion until realization hit you. The person in the Santa costume is your bastard ex.
You wiped your face using the back of your hand. “Why would you kill my mom, you fucking lunatic?” you asked him.
“Darling, you can stop acting now?” he said, a smirk gracing his lips. You rolled your eyes at him. “Of course I know, I just wanted to play my role perfect,” you said.
You held out your hands and he lift you up. “I missed you, baby, you took forever to come to kill her,” you say as you wrapped your legs around his hips.
“Come on baby, let’s go home,” he said and you just hummed in response.
-// 𝔂𝔁𝔂 <3 𝓔𝓵𝓵𝓮 //
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