Pilot 2/2

17th August 2018

It had been three days since Angel's mom had told her she had to move out. And these three days alone had been hell for Angel. With her mother's constant reminders, the pressure of only having a month, not wanting to bother friends and not finding an affordable apartment it was horrible. She wanted to just stay in her room and do nothing.

Every day she stared at her pc with all these websites to try and find somewhere to live, and it seemed un real. It was unfair. It was illogical. It was absurd. It was so exhausting knowing that her own mother didn't want her in the house. It was two PM. She was hungry. But she would do anything right now than go downstairs and see her mom.

Eventually, after staring at her pc for way too long she got up and walked out of her room. Why should she sit and starve just to avoid someone she wouldn't talk to again in a month either way? She walked downstairs and honestly was relieved that her mother was nowhere to be seen. She went straight to the kitchen making herself a sandwich quickly before she went back to her room.

She ate her sandwich quietly and talked with a friend for a while too. Did she mention that she was probably moving out? Nope. Was she going to? Also, no. At least not until she would move out. It was nice to know that there were some people out there, who did care about her. And maybe.. Just maybe, if she could focus and find somewhere to move out. And actually move out?

Then she would never again have to talk with her mother again. She could live in peace. With no one to bother. She could have free time and hang out with her friends whenever she wanted, without anyone nagging her that she was no use to the family. She could be free.

Although she knew that things, probably.. No not probably. Definitely wouldn't be easy, she started putting effort in what she did. Her mother wanted her out? She would leave. And as soon as she could too. She wouldn't stay somewhere, where she wasn't even appreciated.

For the next 5 days and on her birthday she worked hard and tried to find an apartment. She had found some places, but she was still looking. After all she needed something affordable for her age. Things were getting a little harder since she only had three weeks left to figure it out.

Of course there were the occasional complaints from her mother, who kept reminding her that she would leave soon.

She didn't answer though. Why would she? She wouldn't get any good comment as a reply either way.

TW⚠️: mentions of blood and gore!

Two days later. Angel was in the living room with her laptop. Since her mother hadn't been home for a while she thought it'd be okay to be somewhere outside her room for a little time.

She kind of slammed her Laptop shut and looked towards the front entrance as her mother walked in, visibly drunk and mad. Angel got up, ready to go back to her room yet never really made it there. Her mother grabbed her wrist, preventing her from leaving. "You.. Are a burden to this family.." she slurs dragging Angel to the kitchen.

"I should have.. Had that fucking.. Abortion" she continues gripping Angels wrist tighter as she stumbles to the kitchen counter holding herself up on it. "You've had enough time in this house..." she said. "Enough time?! You gave me a month which isn't even over yet! That's not enough time! And you don't even bother to help me with anything!" She yells back at her mother attempting to free her wrist but failing.

"You damn ungrateful child. You should be happy I didn't just.. Kick you out..." she replied slightly audible. "And honestly, mom! That would have been better. I don't even want to be here anymore-!" Angel says finally stumbling back slightly as her mother let's go. She looked at the bloody knife in her mother's hand, and her vision blurred ever so slightly.

She fell to her knees, weakly clutching her bleeding stomach as she faded in and out of consciousness, dropping to the floor with a hard thud. Her mother looked at her, nearly and half dead body on the floor. She dropped the knife and stumbled back to the living room falling to the couch. If anyone was there they would call the police. But no one found out until a good 7 hours later when Angels brother got home.

Of course,, he called the police and everything. Their mother got arrested and Angel was not to be saved.....

"And anyway basically that all that happened when I died. Not so fun to be stabbed by your own mother, I'll tell you that much" She said calmly to her now best friend in.. Heaven.. Layla. "You're so calm about that it's almost concerning.. Shouldn't you like... Be sad..? Or mad..? Or confused...? You just seem so accepting of it all..." Layla said looking at Angie with concern. "I was all of these at first but when you look at the situation.. I guess I should have seen it coming." Angel replies, "but also now I can just live calmly... I was kinda surprised to see all this.. 'Afterlife' stuff to be real.. Now I also know that my mom is happily going to hell.. Yay!" She said looking at Layla with a slight smile on her face. "Well... As long as you're happy and not freaking out I guess that's okay" Layla responds. "Yea... I'm telling you I'm fine though! I'm honestly happy to be out of that place.. Having to leave my brother kinda does suck though.. Also, my hair is light pink now instead of dark brown because 'I'm an angel, and it just looks better!' also sucks.. But oh well.. At least I get to live more" Angel says.

A/N

That pretty much wraps everything from the pilot up! I hope you enjoyed it and I'll see you next week with the first official episode! Thank you for reading!

Word count: 1081

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