Moms gone

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* A few weeks later*

Sam, Jason and I have been hanging out for a while and I would call them my best friends we like the same bands, shows and always joke around. It's 8:00 am and I'm on my way back from staying at their house for the night. We just got drunk and did stupid Things, walked around la for a bit since it is the best city ever and I am so glad I live here. The downside to all the fun is I really hate hangovers.

I pull up outside my house to see Dylan waiting outside, Dylan is my social worker, because my mum is a really shitty carer the social services sent Dylan to check on me. I've known him since I was 7 so 9 years. 'Hey buttercup' he sighed as I hopped out my car giving him a hug, 'listen I really don't know how to say this lets go in' I opened the front door and he trailed behind me.

I got us both a bottle of water and joined him in the living room. 'As you probably know your mum hasn't been here for a while.' He said looking up at me . 'Yeh it's no big deal she always does this what's the problem this time?'
'We got a call today from her, she said that she. She won't me coming back honey.' He stared at me sympathetically. 'Oh, well um.. what's going to happen then?' I wearily asked with tears brimming my eyes. 'We have found a good home for you it's quite far away but it's a fresh start for you' he stated trying to reason with me. 'I can't leave Dylan my friends are here. I CAN'T I WON'T!!'
'Hun I'm sorry we have no choice Jaylen, me and the kids are going to buy a place nearby, I won't leave you on your own! Please, your friends can visit you I just need to to reason with me.' He kindly spoke trying to calm me down. There was no way I am getting out of this so I might as well agree now. 'Fine' I huffed wiping my tears away 'Where is it?'

'England'

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