My Girl

Moving Out

Alana

The doctor came in as me abd Michael were cuddling. I acctually like cuddling with him. He's so cute and just like a cute bear, you can't not hug him. He really is sweet. He stayed here with me and is still here. "Ms. Rodrigues you may leave if you'd like." I nodded and told Michael. We walked to the front desk and I signed some papers. We walked to my house and went upstairs. "You can stay if you'd like."I told him. "Please? I like it here. Very cozy." He said with a cute smile. Honestly his smile just lights up the room. Before I could say anything else, the front door opens. My parents. "Who's this?" My dad asks. Wow no 'hello' or anything. "Can I talk to you both in the kitchen please. Michael, you cam watch tv or something. He nodded and said 'hello' to my parents. I walked my parents into the kitchen and before I cam say anything my mom budds in. "I want him out. You can'y be whoring around. It's discusting. Do you want out? Cuz if you do, I'll have you out in a blink of an eye." I stared at her in disbelief. "Mom. He's not a boyfriend or anhthing like that. His parents abused him and kicked him out. He has no where to go. I ran into him yesterday and he needed a place to stay. He slept in the guest bedroom. Not mine. I slept in my own room. He left early in the morning and we were suppose to meet up today at a little store, but I was jumped and Michael saw me on the floor bleeding and took me to the hospital. He stayed there to make sure I was safe. He didn't try anything and he was kind to me. He doesn't want anything from you or me. He just wants someplace where he feels welcome." I explained. They stared at me with anger. I don't know why they would be upset. It was the truth. My mother slapped me and told me to leave. I could smell the alcohol in her breath. She's drunk and doesn't know what she is doing. "Out! You aren't a daughter of mine! I didn't raise a whore! And take your man with you! Don't come back! Get your things and leave!" She yelled in my face. I had tears in my eyes. Why didn't my dad even try to help me? Why didn't he stop her? I told Michael the situation and he understood. He went upstairs with me to my room and helped me pack my things. I packed money too for a motel and food. Within 30 minutes, we were ready and we left. Maybe when Adam moves down here, we can move in. I know he has a girlfriend that he said he was bringing with him.

"So I guess because I am now technically homeless aswell, you don't want to be with me anymore?"I asked shyly. I don't want him to go. I'll miss him. "Of course not! I didn't start to build a bond with yoy just because you had what I needed. That's how it started, but that's not how it is now. It's different." He responded. "I have money so I could pay for a motel and I could go buy food." I told him but he just shook his head and said, "I'll pay half. You arw paying double for both of us. I will help." We walked around a bit and found a decent motel. We walked uo to the front desk who consisted of a woman in her late 40s. "Welcome. How may I help you?" She asked. "Do you want two rooms? One for you and one for me? I don't mind." I asked Michael. Without hesitation, he said, "single room is fine. It's cheaper too." I told the lady we wanted a single room and with that we paid for the week. $50 per week. Both me and Michael have to get a job to help pay for the rent and food. We walked up to our room which was on the second floor. There was one bed and a small kitchen with a single bathroom. This may be awkward. I look over at the clock on the night stand next to the bed and it read 11:00 pm. It's late. I'm not going to school tomorrow. I can't. "I'm not going to school tomorrow. You can if you want, but I'll stay and I can unpack and look for a job." I told Michael as I got into bed. He shook his head and said, "No Alana. You don't have to go to school tomorrow, but I will work. You don't have to worry about that. I can take care of us. If you want, you can take a part time job." How is someone so perfect? But I can't just sit here and do nothing. I'm going to get a job. Not only to recieve money, but to have some experience out here. "We can talk about it later though. I have a job anyway. I will be working tomorrow after school until 6. I will pick up food for us on my way back home. I promise I wont take the long way home." He paused, then continued," This is our new home." And when he finnished, he turned off the lamp and we fell asleep. Did I mention, Michael sleeps without a shirt? It's so cute! I think I may have fallen in love, but I don't want to. After Dave, I'm just scared. Maybe he can be the one to break down these walls that I've built up. Then I fell asleep with my last thoughts of the day: Life. Love. Now. Here. Michael.
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So guys, thanks for reading! I want to ask if you could pray for my aunt. She had two stroke within a few days and she needs prayers.

On a Happy note....Guess who is going to the 5SOS concert on August 8, 2015! Ahhhh! So excited to see them live! Don't ask which is my favorite cause I do not have a fovorite. I'm just so excited and I'm going with my boyfriend who has a great scense of music. He also likes 5SOS! I'm happy my parents finally trust me with him at a concert without my or his parents! I'm just so excited even though it is months away.

But thank you gus for reading! It really means a lot. Technically this os my 1 and a quarter stories. I bagan another one but dien't finnish it. I threw it out and started this one. So please bear with me. I'm sorry if it sucks and lacks details. I'm sorry! But if ypu could leave comments (that are nice ) about how I could improve my writing skils that would be great. I am open to different routes.
Anyway Love y'all! Please pray for my aunt! Help me out and keep being you!

By the way, that picture is one taken by me. :)

Sorry I talk a lot, just a hyper teen with a phone haha :) XD