chapter 2-y/n 🤬

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"GO FUCK OFF THEN AND GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!" my drunken step dad shouts at me. i grab my stuff and run out of the house, scared.

                                   ~2 weeks later~

ive been couch surfing with my friend for the past two weeks, but now i have enough money to go live in florida with my tía.(auntie,yes your gonna be part mexican) at least i'll have a room there.

                                     ~1 week later~

after a week of packing my stuff that me and alicia(bff) had bought me, i say my goodbyes as her dad dropps me off at the airport.

after an hour of driving, i say goodbye to her dad and board the plane. I have never felt so free of richard(step dad) and lana(mam) in my life. "now i can go live my life the way i want to" i wisper to myself quietly as i put my headphones on.

                              ~ 2 hours passes~

as i get off my plane i see a familiar face. "TÍA!!"
i shout as i run to her. "Oh, cómo te he echado de menos mi angelito"(oh how i have missed you my little angel) she says softly as she hugs me tightly.

after we get back to her home i go to the guest room,my new room, and start unpacking all my stuff.
"ive just got here and..well.. estoy en casa." i say to myself, giggling knowing that i can finally speak spanish.

Dad left when i was 10 because he was sick of lana being drunk constantly. And because he was mexican and lana was american, she never learned spanish. So everytime i speak it, i get hit over the head by richard for not speaking english,

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