Author's POV

The sight being played in front of Cheryl was chaos - the sound of her daughter crying and screaming that she couldn't hear was a snap back to reality. She was rooted to the ground Joan holding the broken teen in her arms - laying her down on the Sofa.

Kimberley's anger vanished running straight over to her daughter, stroking her damp cheeks - she was soon crying along with her. Everything was going in slow motion - Cheryl not reacting, she could hear her own heartbeat. She knew she had taken it too far this time.

"EVERYONE SHUT THE FCK UP!" Cheryl screamed at the top of her lungs, pushing everyone out of the way - needing to get her daughter out of this atmosphere

"MOVE!" She growled, picking her up in her arms - taking her straight up to her bedroom. The door being slammed shut with the back of her foot - she lays her down, the cold sheets sending shivers down Julie's spine; skin erupting with goosebumps.

"Enough with the sh*t Julie! I know you can hear us!" Cheryl was now crying - she didn't know what to do. The sound of banging and shouting coming from the other end of the door wasn't helping her think. She darted for the door - letting out all her anger on her family.

"If you guys don't fcking step away from the door I will fcking KICK YOU OUT! ENOUGH!" She shouted, slamming the door shut in their faces - locking it straight away. She was sick of everyone trying to fix the problem she had created. Julie still lie helplessly on the bed - she tried to move, she tried to make a run for it - but what ever she had smoked was too strong. She was regretting it, the thrill of it all died down and turned into a nightmare.

"Please" Julie mumbles, her eyes closing - too heavy to keep them opened. Even in the state she currently was in, she still didn't want her Mam to be upset with her - she wanted to apologize. She wanted her Mam to forgive her.

"I'm not playing games Julie! Do you hear us!?" Cheryl cries; she grabs her daughter by the shoulders - forcing her to sit up. She needed her daughter to be okay. Once Julie was sat up properly, Cheryl ran into the ensuite soaking towels in cool water - she was working fast.

She placed the cool towels over Julie's forehead and neck - needing to bring her pulsing heart back down to normal. It was the drug that Julie smoked, too much of it could send you into a frenzy - make you hallucinate - all for a short while and make you deaf.

She was seeing doubles of her Mam, and her eyes grew with horror as she witnessed Jacob and Amanda stood in the same room. She pushed her Mam away from her as she watched them approach her - both of them glowing, an aura of angel like love surrounding them

"Mum? Dad?" She gulps - Cheryl was watching her daughter speaking to thin air. 'Me daughters gone mental' She thought to herself. Amanda and Jacob didn't speak; they stood there as Julie spoke to them.

"Have you come for me? Are you here for me?" Julie cries, she needed to hear their reply - she wanted to go with them.

"I love you.. Take me with you" She cries harder - her sobs making it hard to breathe, she was in hysterics. She never wanted this moment to end - Jacob placing his hand against her cheek, his eyes piercing into her soul; giving her light.

Julie was in a bubble - she couldn't hear her Mam's pleads and calls; begging her to hear her. All she could see in that moment were Jacob and Amanda - her Mum placing kisses against her wet cheeks, her father holding his girls in his arms. It was all too real for her - one second they were there and the next second Julie was landing to the ground, her body going into complete darkness.

"Julie!!" Cheryl screams, pulling her
daughters lifeless body into her arms - she was clutching onto her for deal life. Kissing her face urgently, tears flowing freely down her cheeks as the sobs escaped her lips - her quivering lips

"Call the doctor!!" She cries out for help - she needed her daughter back, and the sight in front of her was making her go crazy. The banging and knocking made Cheryl reluctantly set her daughter gently to the ground and dash for the door letting her Mam and wife run through the room - her eyes narrowed to a terrified looking Che

"Come here!" Cheryl gritted her teeth, grabbing him by his vest top and dragging him into the spare room - she had danger in her eyes, it wasn't Cheryl right now - it was her inner demon.

"What the fck did you give me daughter!!?" Her teeth were clenched, jawline popping out - her fists curled up ready to attack Che. He was stood shaking in his spot - he couldn't meet Cheryl's eyes

"I-I don't know.. It was something n-new" Cheryl's eyes grew with horror and suddenly changing into fury, she grabbed Che and slammed him against the bedroom wall

"You tell us right fcking now! WHAT THE FCK DID YOU GIVE TO ME DAUGHTER!?" She grasped his collar slamming him repeatedly against the bedroom wall - he didn't fight back, he let her take out her anger

"You forced her to smoke them! She was fine!!" He couldn't take her attacks anymore - he fought back, pushing her off him. That was a wrong move, especially when Cheryl was in this state.

"I will fcking kill you! Do you fcking hear us!? If anything happens to me daughter I will. Fcking. Kill you!" She was growling, her teeth clenched together - veins on full show. Che had never seen this side to his aunt - truth be told, nobody has seen this crazy side to Cheryl; only her Kimba. She leaves a stunned Che in the room, returning back to the chaos - her daughter's eyes opened, her wife whispering gentle words into the terrified teen

"Julie" Cheryl breathes - her daughter is speaking again, she is hearing every word in the room. She's on her knees - begging her daughter to fall into her opened arms. She doesn't, she's suddenly terrified and all she can think about is Jacob and Amanda - she needed to see them, and she needed to see them now.

"I-I just need some air" She lies, they give her the space - Cheryl grasping her hand just before she walked out of the bedroom

"I'll come with you?" It came out as a question - Julie shook her head, prying her Mam's fingers and walking out of the bedroom. She grabs her coat as she runs out of the house - she runs and runs until she finds herself at the cemetery. She felt like a lost soul - reuniting with her family once again.

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Cheryl's POV

"You've taken it too far Cheryl" Kimberley says, her tone is disappointment - I'm disappointed in meself, I don't need this right now

"Not now" I whispered, walking away from the judging looks of me family - I needed a minute to meself, I needed to think about what I had just done. I walk into the kitchen in hopes to see Julie sitting outside - but I don't see her anywhere; she's not in the front garden or the back garden.

I start to panic, has she run away? Did I push her too far? I grab me coat and run out of the house - I don't tell anyone because I don't have time for everyone's panic and shouting at us for doing this to me baby. I drive out of our gated home in search of her - the streets are deserted, the snow has set a calm atmosphere; but I was panicking.

"Where are you?" I say to meself, looking left and right as I drove turtle speed down the streets - not a soul in sight. I find meself driving to Olivia's house, and sprinting for the front door - knocking on it frantically

"Mrs. Tweedu-Walsh?" Olivia asks in confusion

"Julie? Is Julie here?" Me voice is laced with worry, I was on the brink of tears and she could see it - her eyes began to widen, and soon we were both alarmed

"H-Has she ran away?" She asked, going inside to grab her coat and phone - I'm one-step behind her. I didn't realize her family was watching our every move until Elizabeth spoke up

"You cant just come in here and take her! It's the holiday! We are spending family time!" She snapped, this wasn't the time for her - and right now, the state of us wasn't good for her

"How's about you shut the fck up! Stay the fck out of it!" I hissed through me gritted teeth - I must have looked a state; her eyes widened - stepping away from us. I grasped Olivia's hand and led her to me car - the engine still on

"Where do you think she'd go?" I asked, taking in a deep breath - worried sick about Julie. Has she taken her coat? Is she okay? Is she hurt?

"Is she upset?" She asks, I nod - she looks deep in thought, she knows Julie better than all of us and she's the only one that would know where she would run off to

"Did you check the cemetery?" I didn't reply, I pressed me foot on the gas pedal and drove like a mad woman down the streets - I need to find me daughter.