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Levi sat in the chair in the waiting room of Hartsville Medical center. His head buried into his hands. His eyes were swollen from crying and his head hurt from the rage that he was feeling in that moment. Sheriff Stanton thanked the receptionist and walked over to Levi. He took a seat next to him and patted his back gently as he let out a huge sigh. “There is nothing you could have done.” He said in a hushed tone. Was that supposed to make Levi feel better? His mom was dead. DEAD!. Meaning he would never see her again and all this jackhole could do was give him the typical ‘There is nothing you could have done.’ speech.

Yes, in a way he was right. Levi really couldn’t have done anything in that moment but if he just decided with his intellect and not his anger, maybe the outcome would have been different. All he could do was wipe his eyes for the hundredth time and go over the moment in his head. His step father and mother were in the kitchen, Thaddeus told Levi that he planned on taking his daughter because Levi was a “No good addict and didn't deserve to be a father.” It was the one sentence that could make him just lunge at anyone and beat the shit out of them. Especially coming from that asshole. 

Levi grabbed the gun from the the drawer and pointed it at Thaddeus. Next thing he knew he shot the gun and Thaddeus pushed Mary in front, causing her to get shot instead of him. It was as if the world was put into slow motion. Levi watched his mother fall to the ground, a huge blood stain forming on her chest. He ran to her and caught her before she hit the ground. He apologized to his mother, balling his eyes out as she died right there in his arms. Its a memory he would never forget.