12 Feet Deep Page #3
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- 2016
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'It's so typical of you.'
you get in a hard spot
and you start digging
until you strike a nerve.
I've had enough.
What is it?
A headache.
You can't lie to me.
'Your eyes are bugging out.
You can barely stand.'
my blood sugar's low.
- 'I'm diabetic.'
- What?
'I need my shot.'
it's in my purse.
You're making this up, right?
Why would I?
I don't know. Sympathy?
That's a page out of your book.
Not everybody thinks
the way you do.
Oh, come on. Don't f*** with me.
That's not funny.
I'm not.
I was diagnosed three years ago.
Jesus.
Why, why didn't you t-tell me?
Would it have mattered?
I'm not a doctor, Bree.
What does this mean?
It means I need my shot soon.
Or?
- I could fall into a coma.
- Oh, Jesus.
Okay.
We're gonna get you
your shot, okay?
'Let me see.'
does it ever hurt?
I don't feel anything, actually.
It's like I'm dead there.
What's to talk about?
Are you serious?
I didn't see it like you did.
'I only remember it
after it was over.'
- don't.
- That smell.
It's like it never went away,
you know,
Just stop.
I wish I never looked in there.
God, his skin, it was all black
and flaking off like paper.
Why are you still talking
about this?
I had a counselor
in rehab, Margaret.
She said I should talk
about this stuff.
She your mother now?
She's kind of a douche,
actually, with terrible teeth
but she's right.
Tell me what happened.
You know what happened.
I know what mom told me
and I pieced together
the bits and pieces
you've told me over the years
but I don't know
the whole story.
Dad was a monster.
Plain and simple.
He came in that night drunk.
'Every time he breathed'
it filled the room with that
rotten stench of whisky.
He lit a cigarette
and just passed out.
He must have fallen
against the pillow because..
'...because you could see
the fire started about there..'
right by his head.
like a circle.'
'just burning.'
he didn't scream or anything.
He was so damn drunk
he didn't even notice
he was burning to death.
I pulled at him.
Tried to wake him up.
Here we are.
It must have hurt so bad.
Not until after.
When it was happening, it was..
It was just like ice
sliding over my skin..
Numbing me.
It was like a release.
Oh, my god.
I told you someone would come.
Come on, hurry!
Help! Help, we're in here!
Come on!
- 'Help!'
- 'Help, help us!'
what the hell are you two
doing in there?
We got trapped.
Can you let us out?
Yeah. Hang on a minute.
Oh, my god. Oh, my god!
Thank god you're here!
Oh, my god! We've been
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