Unholy Nightmare

Matt had called Jimmy telling him the great news of finding Mylo and telling him a little about me. He gave Jimmy the location of where we were and now Matt and Zacky are gathering up some stuff to take with them. Mylo stood by the door and alerted us when Jimmy's SUV pulled up. We left the store and got into Jimmy's SUV. Cujo was laying down in the very back with the supplies along with Matt and Zacky's gear that they had just snoozing away. Mylo was curled into the side of her father sleeping as well.

"Violet, why don't you get some sleep. It will take a while before we get to our home."

"I'm not very tired." I said lying. I was very exhausted from my body hurting so badly. Now that I'm with them I can possibly rest these worn out bones.

"Try at least. You look beat as fuck."

"Oh wow thanks." I said sarcastically and Matt laughed from the passenger seat. I turned my attention to the scenery outside as it flew right by the vehicle. My head sat against the glass and my eyes began to close. I tried to fight the urge to sleep but nothing can overcome it's undying power.

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"Violet? Hey Violet, wake up." I opened my eyes to see Mylo smiling. I must have been more tired than I thought.

"Are we there?"

"Yep. Dad wants to get you settled in and he thinks maybe you can tell us how you survived on your own for so long." she said grabbing her bag. I grabbed mine as well along with my weapons.

"Should I let Cujo out?"

"Not..." I said stopping in mid-sentence. I looked at the house and thought I was dreaming.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm...I think I'm going crazy." I said as I stared at the house and then to the corral and finally the red barn.

"What are you talking about?"

"Is there a grave in front of the house?" I asked and she looked at me funny.

"Yeah. How did you know?" I went to the back and let Cujo out before running to the front porch.

"Violet please tell me what's going on."

"I've been going in a circle for the last 6 years." I said looking down at Otis' grave.

"Violet what are...wait a minute. Did you used to live here?"

"Yes. This man was the one who took me in when my parents were killed." I said as I knelt down at the foot of his grave. I can't believe that I've been running in one huge circle for 6 fucking years. Cujo sat at my side and laid his head on my shoulder in a comforting way. I knew he could feel and sense the pain that was rising up inside of me.

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