REBEL ESPINOSA || H.G

Chapter 8❀

Matt p.o.v
I walked up stairs to her room and she sat there sitting on her windowsill silently crying. She was staring at the window watching the rain fall. It looked like a scene out of a drama movie.

"Lycy?" I asked. (Pronunciation: lee-cee.) I used to call her that when we were really little. She turned her head and looked at me before turning back to the window.

"Look I'm really sorry, it slipped out. I was just upset that you still acted the same as did back then," I told her truthfully.

"You think I wanna act this way? You think I wake up everyday thinking I wanna keep being the disgrace to our family. This is me! This is who I am. And when people like you tell me I can't do what I do..." She paused regaining her breathe from crying.

"It's like people telling you, you can't be funny and outgoing. It's what your good at. And it's something you do without even trying. I break rules, I cuss out people, I can't stand authority because it's something I do without any effort because I've been doing it for so long! Plus you think I could live alone, and go to school with a sad life and no family without being some rebel chick. If I wasn't who I was I would be in an orphanage scared out of my mind and bullied everyday. I would be weak, and I wouldn't have been able to survive."

I didn't speak. Everything she said was true.

"But now you have family, you don't live alone, and you don't have a sad life. Sure you would still act the same because it's your habit but you still accept me and not push me away because then you would have no family again." I said.

She got up and hugged me. Setting her chin on my shoulder and me doing the same.

"This might be a bad time but we have vidcon tomorrow." I said pulling away from her.

"Okay, will I meet all your other friends there?" I asked.

"Yeah so get to bed, we have to wake up early goodnight lycy!" I said leaving the room. I heard a slight "night mattchu," which made my smile 10000000x wider. I haven't heard her say that since she was 8 or 9.

I walked downstairs and the griers were watching some rerun of the Seahawks v.s Giants. (A/n: my two fav teams)

"How'd it go," Nash asked.

"Awesome," I said watching tv slowly falling asleep.

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Sorry it's short but ya know I just updated like 3 hours ago so this is an extra update.

Bye hœs x