Jackie pov
I felt so sacred. I didn't know what exactly to do. She continued griping my hand even more. I am sure I will be left with a burise after. Her eyes are so scaring. I have never seen her like this all my life. I cannot believe this is the woman that I have been loving and at so my times, I wished she was my mother, but after all that she has done to us , I don't give a damn about it at all.
"please, let go of my hand" I ask fearing to shout at her.
She continues to look at me as if nothing has been said. I really don't know what is taking place in that crazy head of theirs.
"please, let go of my hand"i repeat getting sacred. I really don't want to be in this state more so in my graduation party
I am getting even more worried than before. What is she
