TW-Cussing, yelling, suicide attempt.
Wordcount: 2,418
You wake up and grab your phone, unplugging it and looking at your notifications.
*2 unread messages from Justin*
Justin: y/n
Justin: Montgomery is here right now.
- 12:24 PM
You: who tf is Montgomery
-1:18PM
Justin: the vice principal from Montgomery middle school you dumbass.
You: oh.
You: EW WHAT?!
Justin: yeah
Justin: come out here
You: UHHHH
Justin: mom and Matt are fighting
You: OMG YAY
You: I mean
You: oh no
Justin: mom told lumpy space princess to pack her stuff cause she's going to go live with her grandma.
You close the chat and walked out of your room, seeing your brother sitting on the couch.
"Okay so like what- oh we're you just fucking with me so I'd come out here-"
"No they actually are, Sandra said she was gonna call the police on mom-"
"What? Why?"
"I don't know," Mom was just yelling at Matt to get out.
"Uhh..."
"Y/n," Aiden says walking out of the room with a bag full of stuff.
"Yeah?"
"We are never coming back-"
"Huh?"
"Yeah we're going to our grandma's house for all day long."
"Why?"
"I don't know, my dad said we're leave."
"Oh, uh okay."
"There grandma is here."
"Where-"
"I swear to God y/n-"
"I LITERALLY HAVE A GIRLFRIEND SHUT THE FUCK UP- EW SHES NOT EVEN MY TYPE!"
"Well what is your type?"
"Ellie."
"Fair enough, should we call Bailey?"
"Why- oh haha yeah sure."
You grab your phone and pull up her number.
"Yeah?" She says quietly.
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They're My Problems... Not Yours.
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