I'm here<3

Moving in.

TW:social anxiety,depression,passing,alcoholism,abuse
I'm aware there's a whole lot to unpack in this but I'm kinda like venting but by writing so I'm sorry.
Also There will be noooo smut.
Nailea Devorah as Dylan Andrews

Dylan's Back story:
A few years ago Dylan's parents divorced due to her dad being an alcoholic so she lived with her mom for a few years until one day when her mom was driving back home from work she got in a car accident.she didn't make it. So sadly she was forced to live with her father in Boston.

Moving in.
It was a cloudy day so this is what she was wearing.

Dylan's Pov.
Todays the day I meet my dad. Great. The last I remember of him was him being a crazy ass alcoholic who would yell and hit my mom. My poor mom. He didn't even go to her fucking funeral. Is there anyway he had changed? It's a very low chance.

There I am standing in front of his house a beat up small house. I don't really care about what the house looks like but I'm just really nervous to talk to him.
I walk in with my suitcase and box of things I knock on the door, no answer so I just open the door "hello?" I walk into the living room and there he was sitting on the couch drinking a beer and watching a football game he never changed. I knew it. "H-hi dad" I say stuttering over my words but that's normal for me, because of my social anxiety.

My dad looks over at me looking pissed "you take the attic" he say pointing up then continues watching the game. "Ok" I walk up to the attic tears fill my eyes I was hoping there was some way of him Changing but I was wrong.

I do up my room I kinda liked it,it was pretty cozy

I went down stairs to get something to eat as soon as I went down he got up walked towards me a grabbed my hand hurting my wrist pulling me away from the fridge saying "you aren't gonna eat my fucking groceries get you're own food". "Dad you're hurting my wrist please stop" "Don't tell me what to fucking do!" He pushes me away and I run up to my room grab my book and run outside and sit on a bench on the sidewalk for our street I couldn't stop crying I quickly brush the tears away and breathe in and out to stop me crying I look at my wrist to see a big bruise around it.

I start reading my book and don't notice a boy come up to me

"Do mind if I sit here?" "I don't mind" I say smiling
"You must be new here because I haven't seen you around" "y-yea I just moved here today" "Yayyy" "I really needed some friends around here" he says jumping up and down causing me to laugh "could I maybe get you're insta so I could message you?" "Yea sure here it is" I give him my insta gram and he gets up and waved goodbye.

I end up going to McDonald's using the little bit of money I have because I'm starving. When I got home I saw my dad passed out on the couch with his beer tipped over on the floor spilled everywhere so I quietly cleaned it then went to my room then took some pics and posted it on insta because I haven't posted on insta before.

DylanAndrews<3

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Liked by Christopher sturniolo and Nick sturniolo
DylanAndews<3: late at night selfies🖤
Comments:
Nick sturniolo: GIRL. You're so gorgeous omg.
DylanAndrews<3: says you!!!

Christopher sturniolo:nice😎
DylanAndrews<:😎

Awee Nicks they guy I met earlier he's so sweet wait who's chris and why does he have the same last name as Nick?
Messages:
Nick

Who's chris sturniolo?
Ohhhhh he's one of my
triplet brothers sorry I forgot
to mention them.
You are triplets
That's so cool!
Yea I'll have to get you
To meet them someday
Sounds like a plan
                                                           Imma go to bed
                                                            Goodnight:)

Goodnight<3

Authors note: hey guys! I have other chapter below thank you to the people who read this I appreciate you so much!!!<3