Follow Your Dreams

We arrive at Starbucks a couple of minutes later. On our drive over we managed to get several dirty looks due to our appearance and loud singing which resulted in us flicking them off while sticking our tongues out.
We step outside and instantly feel the hot Texas sun. We rush into the coffee shop and I inhale deeply, loving the sweet scent of coffee. The shop is pretty empty so we order our Mocha coffees and sit in a corner booth quickly.
"What time are you leaving tomorrow?" Lissa asks quietly while looking down at her hands. We have been best friends since elementary. I still remember the first day we met as if it was only yesterday.

*FLASHBACK*
We have always been peculiar kids. We were outside on the playground during recess. Lissa was playing on the sand box building a sand castle, she always kept to herself. I was the total opposite. I was a bit more of a tomboy. I hung out with guys because it was more fun and they would challenge me. That day they told me I couldn't climb up to the monkey-bars and walk across them so I did it. I was walking across when I saw a group of older kids surround Lissa and start messing with her. They called her names and made her cry. When I saw them push her I didn't think, just acted. I jumped off the bars, ran towards them, and punched the bitch on her jaw. That day I realized that my anger increases my strength because of the blood pouring out of her mouth. Most of them ran and the ones who didn't ended up with sand in their eyes. I quickly helped Lissa up, wiped sand and tears from her eyes, and rushed her to the nurse's office. We have been best friends since then. People also started bullying us more after that.
*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"I leave tomorrow at 1:30," I answer sadly. I don't want to leave her. Her life will be hell without me here to help her deal with her horrible family and all the bullies.
"I wish you wouldn't leave," she drinks her coffee and looks up at me.
"I know but I have no choice. You should come with me. My father won't care if I mention needing an assistant to help me in his office."
"I don't know... My mom might freak. I wouldn't put it past them to search for me and drag me back by my hair."
"By the time she decides to be sober again we'll already be in California. I'm sure she won't even realize you are gone for a couple of months. By then you'll already be 18 and free of them." I take her hand and squeeze it reassuringly.
"I don't know. I'll think about it," she says. "So what else are we doing today?" she asks excitedly.
"I don't know. I think there is a carnival downtown. Do you want to go?" I take her hand and pull her towards the car as she nods. We drive to the carnival and buy wristbands. We spend all afternoon there. We rode everything and stuffed ourselfs with funnel cakes and cotton candy. After hours of fun we left because Lissa needed to get home before she got in trouble.

*LISSA'S POV*
On the ride home I thought a lot about what Rose said. I would love to go with her to California. The only problem is my parents. She's right, my mom and dad are so hyped up on drugs and alcohol that they wouldn't even realize I'm gone. The only thing I was scared about was how violent they get sometimes.
Rosemary pulled up into my driveway and I quickly got out and stood outside watching her drive away. I took a deep breath and opened the door as quietly as I could. As soon as I walked in and closed the door, the stench of alcohol hit me. I silently walked into the living room to see if my parents were awake.
"Where have you been you filthy slut?! Hurry up and go make me dinner!" my mother yelled at me. I quickly went to the kitchen and made spaghetti. My mom came in as it finished cooking. I quickly served her a plate and gave it to her. She took a bite and imediatly spit it out in disgust. I looked at the trash bin and saw 4 empty bottles of vodka. Shit.
"What the fuck is this?!" she shrieked throwing the food at me. "Why can't you do anything right, you worthless piece of shit?! You are so stupid!" She slapped me hard and I fell onto the floor. She starts yelling insults at me while kicking me on my ribs and legs. I curl up into a fetus position and protected my head as best as I could. After what felt like forever, she finally stops and walks away. I slowly stand up and start walking upstairs to my room. I bite my lip to keep from moaning and screaming in pain. I was halfway up the stairs when she came back.
"Where the fuck are you going bitch?! Go clean up that shit off the kitchen floor!" she didn't even give me time to move before she grabbed me by my hair and pulled me back causing me to lose my balance. I tried to hold on to the banister as I bumped into it but it broke. I tried to keep my balance so I wouldn't fall off the stairs with it. My mother saw me struggling to stand upright and pushed me hard. I lost my balance and fell onto the hard wooden floor on top of the splintered wood left from the broken banister. I started seeing gray spots in my vision and knew I would be unconscious soon. I slowly and quietly crawl towards the front door. As I pass by the living room I hear my mom snoring. She must have finally passed out on the couch. I tried to stand but couldn't from the sharp pain on my ribs and my right ankle. I slowly crawled onto the driveway. I called Rose and told her what happened. Minutes later she showed up.
Rose helped me into her car and took me to the hospital. The doctor there confirmed that I have 3 broken ribs and a sprained ankle. When the doctor told me I needed to stay over night I started freaking out. "She can't stay overnight! We are flying to California tomorrow!" Rose argued with the doctor.
Several hours later Rose took me to her house. It was late so her mom and sister were already sleeping meaning they wouldn't know I was there. Rose gave me a pair of pjs and helped me dress. As I laid in bed she called her father and talked to him about me coming along. Rose is very stubborn and ended up with her father agreeing to this after she argued and pulled the 'I'm working in your company instead of playing music' card. We both yawned at the same time and started laughing until I moaned in pain from my ribs.
"Let's sleep. Tomorrow we take off on my dad's private jet," she crawled into bed and turned off the lamp. I closed my eyes and fell asleep instantly.

Notes

Sorry for the late update. I've been really busy. Hope you like this chapter sorry if there are any mistakes. Bvb will show up in the next chapter hope you stick around. I'm going to start trying to do shoutouts so comment if you'd like one. I will try to update again tomorrow.