I was too focused on the fact my mom was more than likely gonna die in a few hours, or minutes, to even notice the gasps my mate and her friend did.
"No! He's getting up! Stop him!" A male voice shouted and I looked over, seeing Dean stand up and knock the two guys off him.
'We have to get to mom...'
'I know.'
I saw Dean run over to the stairs, looking at me and waiting for me to follow but I only glared at Tom.
"You're a f*****g monster." I spat, taking more steps toward him and grabbing the hem of his shirt.
"It's too late, you can do whatever you want to me but it won't change anything." He smirked at me, making me punch the wall next to his head.
"She's your daughter, Tom... why..." I asked, no longer fearful of him.
I wasn't scared of him anymore, I squeezed the hem of his shi
