"I'm going down and you have watched me drown, In a river of tears, lost beneath the stream, Under the waves I've found the strength to say, the river of tears has washed me clean,"~ River of Tears Alessia Cara
Rumer Alise Jackson
December
I woke up this morning to my phone ringing. I hurried and answered the phone, because Marcel just went to sleep not to long ago cause he was stressing about what he told me.
"Hello," I answered, without looking at the caller ID.
you stupid for that~ zysmillion
shut up you made me do it
you need to learn how to look at the caller ID the feds coulda been calling you~ zysmillion
I waited for an answer, but I just heard sniffles. I pulled the phone away from my ear, to see that ShaKayla called me. I got up and walked into my bathroom.
"What do you want," I asked annoyed.
"I-i-i-," she said.
"You what? I don't have all day," I said semi-yelling.
"Can you meet me somewhere please, I need some help. You were the only person I could call," she said.
I thought about it for a minute. She sounded really stressed out, after all she called me.
"Ight, meet me a Small-cakes on Orville Ave.," I told her.
"Okay," she said with a breath of relief.
I did my hygiene, and got dressed.
I went to Maria's room, to find that she was still sleeping. I went out the front door, and outside to see Corey pulling in the driveway.
"Where you been," I asked when he got out of the car.
"I got food for everybody," he held up the Wendy's bag. He looked through the bag, and then he tossed me a burrito.
"Thanks," I said.
"No problem. Where you going," he questioned.
"I need to take care of something," I said, blankly.
"I thought I was your big brother," he said. Which was true he is like a big brother to me. I can come to him for anything, even when I need advice.
"I'm going to meet with ShaKayla," I spoke.
"No," he said.
"Why," I asked.
"Are you going to fight her," he asked.
"No. I'm going to see what she needs help with. She may have been evil to me, but I'm not her," I said, using a piece of advice he once gave me.
"Well let me not stand in your way," he said.
"I'll see you later," I spoke, and gave him a hug.
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No Regrets
Narrativa generaleRumer is a high school senior with something to prove. To herself she needs to prove that she can make it through college. She has a mildly troubled past with a secret to hide. Can she stay focused on her main goal? Marcel Montana is a hood drug lor...
