𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 💕 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘸 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰

1.

Your POV:

"Yeah, well I have to go Matt." I say giggling a little when I see his frown. "Why???" He complains. "HAILEY MARIE CARTER! OUT HERE. NOW!" I hear my "grandmother" calling me. She's not actually my grandmother. She's my step grandmother and she is an actual bitch. My grandpa just doesn't seem to see it. I take a Deep sigh and wave bye with a light smile, before hanging up.

Matt definitely heard her than time. "What?" I asked as i left my room to come straight to face with her. "Your grandpa is going to be home in 10 minutes and dinner isn't done. Hurry the hell up and make something." She says sternly.

I live with my grandpa. I moved in with him and my grandmother after my dad died because my mom was never around. I never knew her long enough to remember her. Which is fine, because I guess I wouldn't want to if she was going to leave like she did. My grandma died two years ago. Which, was extremely hard for me to say the least. I was the closest with her. A year ago my grandfather wanted to move on so he married this old hag.

"I'm home! Hey Hailey! Hello Lynn!" My grandfather yelled cheerfully entering the room. It's like he doesn't know she's a bitch to me. Oh wait! He doesn't. Because she's fake as fuck and just wants money. "Hey.." I said with a small smile.

———— The next day/Saturday ————

"Wake up! And get the hell out. You know. Chores and stuff. Get some groceries too." Lynn yells into my room, I was already awake. I sigh, not responding and just proceed to get ready. (Totally forgot to mention but she's 18 and graduated already lol) I exit the house, not saying a word because if I do I'll be yelled at and I'm so tired of that.

—— The Store lol ——

I Continue to throw groceries in the cart before checking out and buying a small extra bag of chips. It's my money I'm spending anyways. For. Them. My grandpa works but I'm the one sent to get groceries with my own damn money. Bitches.

I put everything in my bike basket. I don't have a car because I was never given one. As in my "grandma" got my old one so 'she' can go get groceries when she sends me anyways but I CANT TOUCH HER CAR? Like what the hell.

I realize I'm not paying attention to where I'm going and I accidentally took a wrong turn. Oh well. Coffee it is.

I Park my bike and cover the groceries with a flap so nobody can see them. I don't feel like being stolen from today.

Walking into the shop, I head towards the counter and ask for my favorite drink. I rarely come to Starbucks, but I get the same thing every time.

"Hi welcome to Starbucks! What can I get for you?" She sweet girl asks. She looks around my age and has long brown hair. She must be new. I'm not sure I don't come here often.

"A tall pink drink with coconut milk and add cold foam on top?" I ask politely.

She nods excitedly as she goes to make the drink. She comes back handing it to me with a smile. "It's on me."

I shake my head. "No, it's fine. I'm quitting tomorrow anyways to leave for LA. I know a fake smile when I see one." She says with a light smile.

"Wait what?" I ask. "No. I'm fine. Really. I'll pay." I say quickly, but the girl pushes my hands away with a smile. "Alissa! Your shift is over. You can head home." The girl turned back to whoever's voice that was and smiled before running to the back room and coming out in a change of clothes.

"So, your name's Alissa." I ask. "Yup." She says as she follows me to where I sat down. Uhh. Okay?

"Why are you heading to LA?" I ask her. I'm genuinely curious. I mean it's an amazing place, but she seems happy at this job and somehow already had a cold brew coffee in her hand. Plus, she seems like an overall cheery person.

"Well, my mom and dad kind of just had some disagreements about my future and all. So... to shut them up I guess I'm just gonna run off to LA and do something with my life that can make both of them happy. Or mad..." she said quickly.

"Why were you upset when you walked in? If you don't mind me asking." She asked and I looked at her confused on how she noticed. Most people really don't.

"I guess I'm just pissed at my family. It's a normal thing though I guess." I say. I don't know why I'm telling her all this. Maybe it's just because I feel like maybe I need a friend in person for once. But then again, she said she's ditching for LA anyways.

My phone starts ringing and I notice it's Lynn calling. I check the time and realize it's 2PM. "Shit!" I say. "What?" Alissa asks. "I have to go. Like now. Uh. Thank you for the talk. It kind of cheered me up. Oh, and the free drink! Nice meeting you. Hope you enjoy LA!" I say picking my stuff up and running out the door.

"Wait!" She yells. I turn and look at her confused.

"Take my number. In case you ever want to say hey." She smiles as she hands me a note with her number on it and I drive home. Not that I even know if I can call it that.

————— at 12AM Monday —————

Matt's POV:

"Anyways so thanks for watching guys! Love you all so much! And-" I was cut off by my phone ringing. Chris and Nick gave me a confused look because we're in the middle of ending our video. "Uh sorry. End it without me I gotta take this." I said quickly as I saw who was calling me.

Chris and Nick gave me a 'what the fuck?' Look as I showed them who was calling without letting the camera see. "But it's 3AM where she is!" Chris whisper yelled as Nick shushed him. "Exactly she never calls at this time so I'm fucking picking up." I yell.

Chris and Nick give me a wide eyed stare. "What!?" I ask. I'm super confused. "Matt. She's always up this late." Nick says. "Yeah dude. Don't be so worried. She's probably bored." Chris adds. "Then she would have texted." I say. "I KNOW her. She doesn't call this late because her.. nevermind. Just let me pick up." I say and slam the door of the van shut.

"Hey. Sorry that took so long for me to pick up. What's going on?" I say the moment I answered the call.

"C-can I come to LA." She says quietly in a rushed voice, with a mix of tears. "I have a ride, I just need somewhere to stay... please?" She said, her voice breaking. My eyes widen. "Wait. Wait. What happened?" I ask in a worried tone, my brothers looking at me confused at my conversation because they can't hear her, just me.

"Matt. Please. I can't stay here anymore."

—— End Of Chapter 1 ——

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