Rich girl from NYC ends up at the dirty streets from Brooklyn AND attend a rich school just for people to make fun of mistakes caused by her family, but what happens when she meets a certain boy with nice curly hair.
It was tall, just like how I remembered it, god fuck my life.
I walked into the building and pressed the top floor.
As the elevator closed, I saw the glass elevator riding up through the city.
When the doors opened I saw all of my parents employees, they looked at me and stopped what they were doing. "Y/n?!?" My maid said as she looked at. "You're alive-" "Where is my parents." I demanded to know.
Everyone pointed at the balcony.
I stormed out and opened the doors.
"Mia, we told you not to bother us-" my dad said as he turned to me and got quiet.
"Y/n-" "What are you talking about, she's gone sweetie-" my mom got quiet as she saw my face.
"Oh my god-"
"Mom, dad." I said as I made my way up to them, "We need to talk." "You're dead-" "I'm not from here, I'm from another dimension, something you might know about." I told my dad, "I do, we've been working on it, but we haven't really done a good job-" "Look, I don't know if you're just as bad as my dad in my earth, but I need you to be a good dad for once and let me go back."
My parents looked at me confused, "What are you talking about?" "THE MULTI VERSE DAD! You know about it!" I said as I stared at my dad who gave me a genuinely worried look, "Baby, look, we know you are stressed, look, I will get you back to the original planet you came from, but you need to do something for us." he said as he grabbed my hand, "What? What is it?" I asked as I stared at both of my parents.
"Stay with us for a few hours." my mom said, I raised my eyebrow, "We lost our daughter three years ago." my dad said as he grabbed my bracelet, "You wanna go back? Stay for dinner. That is all." he said.
I nodded and took a deep breath.
My mom offered her hand, "Let's get you fixed." she said as she took me to my old room.
Looks exactly how I left it before the police threw us out.
She got the bath ready, "Come Y/n." my mom said as she helped me take off my clothes.
She saw all of my scars, a shit ton of electrodes, and bruises.
"What did they do to you my baby..." she said as she helped me to the bath tub.
"I was held hostage with a bunch of scientists who work for the government. They'd take out my blood everyday to run tests." I explained as she washed my hair. Her eyes widened, "What happened to Y/n from here?" I asked.
She looked like her heart broke when I asked that questioned, "She fell in love with a boy, wanted to be with him, but his father died, he became a horrible person, Y/n was willing to do anything to save him, he ended up killing her." she said as she took off some of the electrodes on my body.
"Miles killed me?" I asked as I looked at her, "Yes mi vida." she said as she dried my hair with a towel.
"I am sorry for the pain you guys have been holding." I said sincerely.
"Hey, it is not your fault. I just miss my daughter." she said as she held my cheek.
She helped me get ready, putting my hair in a clip, giving me jeans and a black shirt.
I saw a familiar dress in my closet.
A black sparkly dress with a slit on it, I walked up to it, touching the sparkles, "Wanna give it a try?" "Oh-" I turned to look at my mom, "It- I just wore something similar to it when I was 14." I said as I looked at it.
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(The infamous Sherri bill dress, if you don't like it just imagine another black dress)
"Our Y/n did too. Give it a try!" she said.
I chuckled, "Okay!"
I took off my clothes and put it on.
I looked at it in amazement, it fit perfectly.
"Come on, let's show your dad." she said as she opened the door, I smiled and walked down the stairs of our large penthouse.
My dad stood down the stairs, he looked like he was about to crack, "You look beautiful Y/n." he said.
"Let's eat!"
We drove to a restaurant that was on the rooftop of a tall building that my other parents would take me to all the time.
We talked for hours and hours, it felt nice to know at least these parents weren't as bad as my other parents, well, except my mom. She was the only normal one. I stood up and excused myself, "Can I have my bracelet real quick?" I asked my dad, he nodded and handed me the bracelet.
I put it on as I walked down to the elevator.
I saw a tracker was on it, someone was looking for me, I know I have to go back now, I looked at the building and sighed.
"Hey." I heard, I turned around and saw Miles.
I walked backwards, "What do you want." I said as I mentally prepared myself for a fight, "To talk." he replied as he leaned on the street pole.
"Why? Wanna kill me a second time Miles?" I asked, "Quite the opposite." he answered as he walked around me, looking at me from head to toe, "You look just like how you did the first time I saw you." he said as he walked closer to me, I looked at him in horror, "The last time I saw you, you gave me a similar look, you begged me not to kill you, you told me que me querias." (Translation: that you loved me.)
"She did." I said as I held on to my bracelet.
"When I told her what I was going to do, she knew her fate, so she stood still." he explained as he grabbed one of my hands.
"Y/N!" my mom shouted as she saw who I was with.
"DO NOT HURT HER!" my dad yelled at Miles as they ran towards us.
