𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 | Luke Patterson {DISCONTINUED}

011

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011. Welcome to paradise         
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After wandering the streets for hours and hours, Naomi didn't know where to go. She felt guilty about going to Julie's again for all the trouble she already caused there. She felt like a burden to the Molina household.

She also couldn't go to her moms house for obvious reasons. And she left the keys to her dads house back at the studio, Naomi truly had nowhere to go.

Then the girl was reminded of her best friend, she lived really far from where Naomi currently was but it was a worth a shot.

Grabbing her phone from her pocket, she started dialing Stephanies number. After a few rings the girl finally picked up.

"N? Are you okay? You never call this late." Steph Saïd in a voice filled with worry.

"I'm fi- actually I'm not. Mom kicked me out and I've got nowhere to go. Could I please maybe stay at yours?" Naomi sobbed through the phone.

"Oh my god baby of course! Where are you now? I'll pick you up right away." Stephanie responded quickly.

After telling Stephanie her location and waiting for a while, Naomi saw Stephanie's car pull up.

Getting out of the car, Stephanie immediately ran over to Naomi and hugged her as they sat down. Naomi cried into her shoulder.

After holding each other for a while, they finally got in the car and drove to Stephanie's house. Naomi opened the door to Steph's bedroom where she'd been countless of times.

She went to the bathroom to take off her make up and change into some pj's, while Stephanie called Naomi's friends, dad and brother to explain the situation and tell them she was okay now.

Naomi took place on the sofa next to stephanies bed, just to notice that she was already asleep. She quietly grabbed her notebook and started scribbling.

Dear mother
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks
Since I left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
'Cause now it seems that I
Am out there on my own
And I'm feeling so alone

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
A wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise

A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and
Left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now

Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
A wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise