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𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟔 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐞 ~🎀~
Isabelle's POV
So we kinda had a different plan... It came out the morning me and Elvis were supposed to leave so Elvis could be on the ed Sullivan Show..
9:30AM
Elvis woke me up.. I usually wake up at like 11 in the afternoon.. Damn.. "Mhm what?!" I sat up with my eyes closed.. "Ya have to get up.." Elvis chuckled.. "Ok ok.. Fine.." I layed back down and the phone rang.. I rolled over to Elvis' side of the bed.. "Hello?" "Isabelle! I need ya home now!" "Why?.." "I- it's ya father.." I didn't hate my father.. I just really didn't like him that much.. He was just an ass in general.. I really didn't want to put up with this shit right now.. Well his fucking shit he got himself into.. "What the hell happened" mama told me everything.. Like everything.. "What a damn ass" I know mama was tired of his shit too.. "Ok fine!" I hug up that phone.. "Mama needs me back home" "what bout the Ed Sullivan Show?" the southern boy asked.. "Ya just have to go by ya self.." I got up and put my arms around his neck.. "M'sorry" "ya fine honey..." I never told him where I grew up.. I always said Memphis..
"Where is ya home I can drop ya off.." "Well my mama lives into Tupelo Mississippi" "no way I grew up there!" "Ya did?" I had never knew that.. "We could of met earlier!" I giggled "we could've.."
"Where ya live in Tupelo?" "Way out in the country" "oh.." "Mhm what? Did I say somethin?" "Oh nah honey.." "Mkay.." I really wanted to go with elvis.. I really did.. It's just my damn father...
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𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟔 𝐓𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢 ~🎀~
Here I arrive at my old house.. We lived in Tupelo until I was 16 and then we moved to Memphis.. And then of course when I turned 20 I moved to Hollywood and that was the best thing I ever did.. I sat still in my red Cadillac convertible not wanting to get out.. I let out a long sigh and got out with my white bags.. "Oh ma little betty!" Mama ran and hugged me.. "Hi.." Is all I said.. "Ya father is in the hospital.. Ugh I'm tired of takin care of him it's like my takin care of a damn teenager" well yeah..
