I got home at 6am in the morning. My "parents" don't wake up for another hour. My step cousin apparently won't be here until 12am today so it gives me some time to sleep. I drift off into a deep sleep. *Three hours later* "JAYYYY! JAY RAYA ROSEABELL!" I faintly hear from upstairs, I jump up and run quietly up the stairs trying not to make a sound. As I made it to the living room my mom was sitting on the couch with Terry. "I called you three times Jay and now you come don't make me take your free time away again" she says standing up "I'm sorry ma-" "No excuses it's almost 12 am you need to make lunch now before she gets here" she gets closer to my face looking like she's about to hit me. I flinch "make some tacos for lunch or you're done for" she says while spit flies in my face I look down playing with my fingers "GOT IT JAY! LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M SPEAKING TO YOU! " " y-yes ma- ma'am " "now! get cleaned up you smell and look dirty " "ok" I mumble "WHAT I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" "Y-Yes ma'am" I say quickly and walk to the bathroom. I took a quick shower that I definitely needed. After I started cooking it was 11:30am and mom said she would be here any minute. Twenty minutes had passed and I was about done with the tacos and now was setting the table. Mom said it was just her, the social worker was not staying and I need to be on my best behavior or else. At 11:55 there was a knock at the door. I of course was in the kitchen preparing the tacos on a big silver platter for everyone and sneaking three to the side for me. I set the table for three people and I dressed nicely. I threw on a button up white shirt and nice black jeans. That's when I heard mom. "Hi I'm Stacey and this is my husband Terry" "Hi I'm Paul I'm Liz's social worker I'm just here to see if she has a place to sleep and to see if she is in good hands" "she's not" I say to myself in the kitchen eavesdropping "yes her room is up here" mom says as it goes slowly silent. I sat in the kitchen for about seven to eight minutes before I hear footsteps coming down an mom saying "so yes I have a daughter she wanted the basement so we gave it to her she is in the kitchen if you like to meet her" she starts walking in to the kitchen still talking to the guy who looks familiar and right behind him I saw her...
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My Life, My Lies, My Love
De Todo*Mystery and romance Warning there will be smut* Jay is treated like shit, She's almost 18 and is on her way out, but when she meets someone, that someone she can't be with or can she? Liz just turned 17 last month the same month she lost her parent...