Y/N gasped as she raised her head and see her on top of Carl on the couch, who was now stirring awake. She looked down on her chest and noticed she was still half naked. She pats Carls cheeks and he fully wakes, he looked at Y/N with a smirk before his eyes darted to someone behind her, doing something by the sink.
Y/N got up and wrapped the blanket over her as she picked up her shirt and wore it hurriedly. Carl just groans as he wore his pants and wrapped his arms around Y/N who look scruffy, but she held an awkward chuckle at Carl who kissed her temple.
"How was last night?" Lip joked. Y/N awkwardly removes the blanket from her shoulders and picked up her bag and pants and placed it on the couch. She searched for phone on her pockets, still no dad but hey! no clingy crazy ex boyfriend.
Carl nudged Lip, "Atleast I got sex. Last you did it was 4 months ago." He rolled his eyes. Lip laughed sarcastically, "Ha, Ha. Hey Y/N you staying for breakfast?"
"Sure." Y/N smiled at the older brother before sitting down next to Carl who poured her some orange juice.
Cherry Balm.
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"That's funny, that's really funny." Y/N laughed as she took a bite off her snicker bar. Carl chuckled and took the snicker bar from her hands and took a bite off too, "Hey! Buy your own snickers bar." She chuckled.
Carl rolled his eyes playfully. "Alright, I'll be at your place after my shift ends." He said, "Of course." Y/N smiled. "Now go on, I need my morning fries."
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Y/N threw the paper bag away as she stood in the middle of her kitchen. Hesitating to go into her parents room. Ah, but what the fuck? Anthony and his followers have already, probably, raided it too.
She made her way upstairs and stood behind her parents bedrooms door. She didn't know why she wanted to go in, she never does unless its to steal a perfume or clothes from Beth.
She just felt the urge you know, its been a week. They must've left something other than a letter and a money.
She took a deep breath before turning the door knob. And when she opened the door she was greeted by nothing. Nothing other than the dull baby teal walls and wooden floor. They didn't even spare the bed and closet, there was nothing.
Y/Ns heart dropped. Her heart beat quickens as she entered the room, looking around frantically. They couldn't have.
No, they didn't. They didn't leave her.
She run a hand through her hair in panic. There was literally nothing. Nothing left. No letter, no bed, no closet, no shirt, even the frames with pictures of her and her mom and dad when life was still bright. She felt her heart break. He did left her. Just like how he left her mom.
She kicked the wall in frustration. That stupid slut probably forced him to leave her. Her anger was unbelievable. She punched and kicked the wall, tugged on her hair as she cried uncontrollably. She couldn't handle the fact he left her for that stupid whore.
She wasn't even mad and upset her father left her alone for that bitch, she was upset he left nothing for her, nothing as in the pictures that hung from the wall and stood on top of the drawers. It probably must be his bitch, she probably burnt it.
She stayed for a while to release her anger and frustration, she threw another kick to the door before frantically trying to reach out to the only person who would care and listen.
She dailed Carl's number and he didn't spare no time to answer when he noticed it was Y/N, "Hey Y/N-"
