Our Family

3 Months Later.




I'm at the airport waiting for my momma to come pick me up. I've missed her so much in the last 3 months, I've needed to see her. And now that summer has arrived, I finally can.


Kristen and Austin started speaking to me again. I missed them a lot, but I'm apart of Chelsea's crew now so I have to hangout with them in private. Jack hasn't spoken to me since the incident in the cafeteria. Kristen tells me Jacks been drinking too much and doing a lot of hardcore drugs. I'm worried for him, but I can't help him, only he can help himself.


Chels, Heth, and Bree have been so kind. I don't know how I've ever seen them so cruelly. When I told Chels I was visiting my mom, she was mad at first but became very understanding. Reason being, she knows what's been going on the last 3 months and can't bare to see me upset anymore.


Blaise has been nothing but there for me. He sends me good morning texts at like 6am, he always asks how I'm doing, he sends me cute goodnight texts. And when I have a nightmare, I call him and he instantly picks up. Blaise is good to me, he cares about me. He hasn't pushed me to fuck him or anything. He's great.


I feel a light tap on the shoulder, I turn around on my heel and enwrap my momma in a hug. "I missed you so much babygirl." She speaks.

"I missed you too mommy." I whisper as tears roll down my cheeks.

She wipes away my tears with her thumbs and looks me in the eyes. "It's time for us to go home, you'll love my place." I smile at her words and she leads me to her car in the parking lot of the airport.



When we get back to her condo, she shows me right to my room. I begin to unpack in this compacted area and envision how I'm gonna decorate my room. I'll paint the walls a light purple, I'll put the double size bed in the upper left corner. I'll put my desk in front of the window, and put my wardrobe right next to my closet. My closet will contain my secrets and I'll keep it locked at all times, I'll just have to stuff all my clothes in this wardrobe. My walls with be covered in posters and my shelves will hold my fondest memories. I finish packing and lay on my unmade bed.






Flashback.



"Lily it's almost one in the morning, where the fuck were you?" My dad asks, raising his voice, making my stature shake from discomfort.

"I left my phone and wallet in Bree's car, her car got stolen. I had to walk all the way home, that's why I'm so late." I say, I still can't look at him. He lied to me, to me.

"Liar, you were at your boyfriend's house, weren't you?" Scout interrupts.

"Were you?" My dad echoes.

"No, I was at Bree's cousin's house, like I said." I state firmly.

"She's lying straight to your face Andy." Scout says crossing her arms with a smirk.

"Don't fucking lie to me Lily!" He yells.

"I'm not lying! She's a fucking liar!" I yell and feel as my cheek begins to burn, main cause being I was slapped by the bitch. "She hit me dad! Don't you see? She's trying to hurt me! To hurt our family!"

My dad grabs my wrists tight and pushes me up against the wall. He looks livid, but why is he holding me? I didn't do anything. "Apologize to Scout, she's an adult and deserves respect."

"Daddy let go of me, you're hurting me!"

I squeal in pain. Tears rush down and pour out like Niagara Falls. He looks down at his hands and lets go of me. "Fucking go in your room and don't come out till you learn to respect the people around you." I run upstairs and lock myself in my room.


How did this all happen so fast?


End Of Flashback.




I rush to the living room and my mom scoops me up in an endless hug as I sob into her beautiful new dark blue dress shirt. "Hush babygirl, tell me everything."

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