The Night Before

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My hands clenched into fists and i balled my eyes out into my knees sobbing. I reached for my cell and started to dial Lou's number but stopped myself. I cant ruin his way to possibly becoming an artist, im not going to call him. I threw my cell onto the duvet and reached for a sweat shirt. I picked my blue one that had a red heart on it and had the number 1 on the back. Lou gave it to me for my birthday months ago in April. I pushed my curls to the side and pulled the hood over my head. I pulled open the window quietly and popped my head outside. "Clear." I whispered. I looked back and listened for any sounds. Nothing. Quiet. Lou was gone, no loud music, no singing, no laughing. My sisters were all out with my dad probably at the local store now and mum maybe sitting in the kitchen or in the back yard. I swung a leg out over the edge of the window and placed it near the edge of the roof. A ladder was in place under that part of the roof so i quickly shut my window slightly, not all the way down, and i reached a foot down onto the ladder. It wobbled a bit before i ended up climbing down the rusted ladder and hopping to the ground. No one was out and about in my neighborhood so i dashed off down the rode to the local park. I crossed about five street and turned a million corners to get here, making sure i avoided the local store. I turned around and faced the big bark at the end of the park near the bend of the corner leading to the next block where some of Lou's friends live. I walked over and started at the engraved words at the bark of the tree. "Louis and Chelsea Siblings and Best Friends Forever" It read. I slid down the bark and placed my face in my covered palms. I cried into the ends of the sleeves of my sweatshirt and sobbed. It was getting pretty late but i didnt really care. The park was deserted at this time and the street lights were coming on. By now they know im missing but i know one of my sisters knew where to find me. A light tap was felt on my shoulder and i lifted my head. Lottie stood before me with Fizzy next to her. They crouched down to meet my eye level. "Mum told us, This is alot for you to deal with right now, i know, but please do as mum says, for Lou, we packed everything for you, your going to be living with mum and her friend and her friends daughter, they might have planned this together." Lottie spoke quickly. My eyes shot open wide as i stared at them. " YOU PACKED ALL MY STUFF, MUM PLANNED THIS!" I shouted all at once standing up. "We can explain more, please come back home Teddy Bear." Fizzy pleaded. "ONLY BOOBEAR CAN CALL ME THAT AND I APPARENTLY HAVE NO CHOICE, LETS GO!" I ushered them to move with me towards our block. They looked at eachother with sad eyes following behind. Dad was outside staring out across the street shouting something to the neighbors. "CHELSEA!" He shouted pulling me into a hug as i reached the house. The hood of the sweatshirt slipped off and my hair piled over my shoulders. "Dad" I mumbled. "YOU OK? ANYTHING BAD HAPPEN?" He asked frantically. "No im fine, other than having to leave." I harshly spoke. He looked at me with sincere eyes and pushed me into the house. "Chelsea!" My mum shouted running to me. I stepped aside sitting on the stairs. "Explain everything, when did you plan this? what school will i be attending?" I asked coldly. "I planned this a month ago and you will be attending a charter school near the house we will be renting." She spoke proudly. "Are you happy with this?" I asked curiously. "Yes, you need to experience some things while Lou is experiencing some things, we will live there with my friend and her daughter who are coming from here as well until you girls turn 15. You will attend highschool there and you will have started your tenth grade year but not ending it over there in the U.S" She replied. A tear streamed down my cheek. "Lottie, Fizzy?" I asked. They nodded questioningly. "You packed everything right? Did you know anything about this early? Do you want me to leave?" I asked quickly. Fizzy answered for Lottie and Herself. "Yes everything is packed, we found out after you did coming back from the store, and NO OF COURSE NOT!" She shouted the last part. "Do you know Dad?" I asked. "Not until a few weeks ago." He whispered sadly. "Some mum you are." I mumbled making my way up the stairs. As i walked in my room everything was plain, they did pack EVERYTHING, all there was were clothes for tomorrow flight, my suitcases next to the door, a brush out, and P.J's for me on the bed. Lottie walked in after me and sat on the bed. Fizzy walked by but tears streamed down her face, she didnt dare enter, she just walked into her room. I closed the door and sat next to Lottie. "I will miss you so much." She whispered. I looked up at her, tears threatening to pour out of my eyes. "I will miss you to." I whispered stuttering. "Please, send me pics, and call me daily." She whispered back. "Of course." I whispered. "Chelsea, Louis will make it, trust that, he will have the money to visit you, and member you will be able to visit us during the holidays and summer time." She spoke trying to sound happy. "Thanks." I muttered. "Please, talk to Fizzy before you leave." Lottie pleaded. "Im not blaming her for anything, i hope she isnt crying, i want both of you to sleep here tonight." i whispered. Lottie nodded. "Its late." She started. "Shh, were sneaking out tonight. I dont care if its late." I whispered. "Where are we going?" She asked curiously. "To the ledge.Me and Lou's spot" I whispered back. She nodded and raced out of the room for a second to only come back with a sobbing Fizzy and a sweat shirt for her and Fiz. "Mum and Dad are asleep, i checked." She muttered under her breath. "Fizzy, dont cry, im younger than you, i should be crying, please come on." i whispered. She laughed and wiped away her tears. "Your the youngest, i dont want the baby to leave the nest." She replied. I giggled. "Im not marrying anyone." I nudged her. "Come on though, we need to get to the ledge and just chill out for a bit." I spoke quietly opening the window in my room a crack and then sliding it all the way up. "Whos first?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

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