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(𝐘/𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐕)

—- 𝐈 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐗𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐑 As everything finally hit me. The boy I loved died, I killed my bestfriend, and I'm actually moving to New York.. my mom walked out with my last box putting it in the car then turned to face me 

"And you're sure this is the best option?" She asked me as my dad walked out too "yeah..I'm sure..I'll have Tara,Chad, Mindy and all of them with me too. And before I hear it- I'll be safe." I responded to my mom as my dad now spoke up "good. And no underage drinking! And I swear y/n if I hear your drinking I might just loose it" he said as I just laughed fixing my sweater my mom rolled her eyes jokingly then hugged me one last time "I'm so proud of you y/n..just please be safe..if you need anyone gale will be there you have her number a-"

"Mom..I'll be fine" I said cutting her off and breaking the hug to turn to my dad "any words of wisdom?" I jokingly said "you don't need any kiddo-" he said as I cringed at the nickname and just hugged him "don't get killed please-" he said as I just laughed at his comment "no promises" I said breaking the hug and closing the trunk to my car.

I got in the drivers seat and waved bye to my parents before driving away..time for a summary of my life I think so I can really think of how f*cked up this world is! I was born. I met my best friends Sam, Tara, Chad, Mindy, and Wes. Grew up with a very strong and passionate family, boom! Someone starts killing! I get attacked, I live! I'm now on the hospital. I almost get cut up into pieces again! I get out of the hospital and find out my boyfriend is dead, my mom tells me to leave the town, Tara lost her inhaler, we go to ambers home, ambers a killer! Sam gets stabbed by her boyfriend! Holy sh*t! There's two! 

I sat there taking a deep breath as my phone rang..it was gale- oh.

"Hello?" I asked as I heard gale speak up "you're actually driving to New York?" She scoffed "I would have paid for your plans ticket if needed" she offered "I'd rather drive. Thanks though" I responded "if you say so..I'll see you soon y/n" 

"See you!" I said hanging up

What was that call even for? To see if I was on the road? To try to get some information about my story to write a book to make me look like a victim?


I should have just bought a plane ticket..this ride is gonna be horrible-

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