Okay so I decided to tell him today about what happened in Louisiana. The reason why we had to move down here.
I went into my closet and just pulled out a Green Day band tee and some Jean shorts. I'm not going anywheres today so I just didn't put any socks or shoes on. I don't do my hair either. Maybe I should at least brush it though. I have bed hair and it's everywhere.
When I was done I looked at myself in the mirror and took a deep breathe. I walked to my window and called Zach's name multiple times until he finally came.
"What took you so long to answer my call?"
"Sorry I was sleeping. Can I go back to sleep now?"
"Sorry haha. Yeah you can go back to sleep. Il just tell you later."
Dang it. I guess I'll just tell him later on. It's only 11:30 so I'll just wait until he calls me from his window or something.
I'll just spend the rest of my time eating junk and watching GLEE.
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It's been like 3 hours since I talked to Zach and I started to hear my name outside my window.
"Lashea! Oh hey can I come over?"
"Um yeah. The doors unlocked."
"Ok be right over! Windows down bitch!"
He's such a dork.
I was sitting on my bed when Zach walked in and sat in my rolling chair.
"Sup bruh?"
"I was waiting for you so that we can talk."
"Aww did someone miss me?"
"No you moron. I think I'm ready to tell you why we had to move down here."
"Ok so you want me to come on the bed with you or do you want me to stay here?"
"Sit anywhere you feel comfortable sitting."
He comes up to me and sits in front of me.
"Ok. *takes deep breath*. When I was 5 my dad cheated on my mom and left us. We were left with nothing. My mom struggled to buy food pay the bills and take care of my sister and I. We eventually lost the house and had to go live with my aunt until my mom met this guy and they bought a house together. Even with him we didn't have enough money to get stuff. A couple months past by and we got kicked out of that house because we couldn't pay the rent again. My grandpa let us stay with him until we had somewheres to go. After about a year we left and went stay with my other aunt for a couple months. My mom and her boyfriend at the time found a trailer for rent when I was about 8 and we lived there for about 3-4 years and when the neighbors moved out of their house we moved in. We stayed there for 4 years and kept it because her boyfriend had a well paid job and my mom was working too. Well during those 4 years of living in that trailer my moms boyfriend Joey cheated on her twice. The first time she was broken and didn't know what to do but the second time it's like she was so used to it that she really didn't care anymore. After she finally realized that he was a complete jerk and that she didn't need him my mom starting to work extra shifts so that she could get us some food and keep the rent paid monthly. She then met this really nice guy, so we thought, and they got married. One day he came home really drunk and started yelling in my moms face. I made my sister hide in the closet and I told her not to come out until Mom or I came and get her. I went into the living room and he was choking her on the floor so u grabbed a frying pan and hit him upside his head three times until he fell over. I got on top of him and started to punch him over and over again. My mom was in the kitchen calling the cops and while I wasn't looking He pulled out a knife and stabbed me in my stomach. I fell off of him and he ran off. I could hear my mom calling my name but I couldn't move. Everything soon turned back and I woke up in the hospital. When my mom got promoted as the store manager here in Texas we moved instantly. Oh and did I forget to say that they did catch him. So yeah. That's why I'm here."
