Unexpected//Fezco

01|Reina

(A/n: first off, thank you for choosing to read this book, and second, I'll be adding song suggestions that I personally feel would go with the chapters)

Happy reading my loves<3

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Song: "Dreamin of the past" by Pusha T.

When Reina Hansen was 10 years old, her mother passed away. She was left with her father and some extended family living in Florida.

However, Reina's father, Raymond, being heartbroken, impulsively decided to move them to California.

As she grew up, Reina was constantly being moved around, going from city to city, eventually settling in Los Angeles.

When she was 14, Raymond decided he no longer wanted the responsibility of a child.

But, he didn't want her in the foster system, so instead he emancipated her.

Raymond still loved her, just didn't care for her as his child. But no matter what he did, Reina still loved her dad.

So wherever her father went, she went too.

Nearing her 18th birthday, she'd gone to her father's house for their weekly checkup. It was something they decided on when they stopped living together.

However, something was different this time. Reina could just feel it in her stomach that something was off as soon as she walked into his house.

And every time she called out and there was no answer, it only fueled that feeling.

It wasn't until she had discovered the gut wrenching site of her father dead on his bathroom floor did that feeling settle.

She had long outgrown the want for her father's validation. So the site of this wasn't as bad as she would've thought.

She really only cared about everything he left her.

Their family business.

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Reina had moved all of her boxes out of the moving truck and into her new apartment.

It was small, but it didn't really matter. It would only last a few months, enough time to be off the police's radar.

After she grabbed the last box, she took a brief moment to look at the apartment.

As she did, thoughts of her father came rushing back.

Reina had noticed signs here and there of his drug addiction. Used needles in the bathroom, jars of drugs she'd never seen before.

The possibility of a drug dealer overdosing never crossed her mind. She assumed he was smarter than that.

She walked inside and took a box up the stairs to her new bedroom, opening the door to reveal a small but cozy living space.

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Reina's pov

I lugged my bed frame up the stairs, setting it down on the carpeted floor. Quickly throwing some sheets on the mattress and laying down for the first time in hours. I took a deep breath looking at the white ceiling.

It's only been a few days since my father died, I didn't like that I felt guilty.

But I did, I felt guilty.

It's nearing the anniversary of my mother's passing, and I knew my father still mourned her, he missed her. And for some reason, this was the one time I didn't go and pick up my supply on time.